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THE SPIRIT OF GRAFT.
(Speech delivered by W. A. Williams, in the Mississippi Ora-
torical Contest, Kosciusko, Miss., May, 1905.)
In no form of government do vices or virtues become dif-
fused among all the people so quickly as in the democratic. In
monarchies and aristocracies society is separated by insurmount-
able barriers and vices common to the nobility may be unknown
to the peasantry; the nobility may scale the highest peaks of
progress and from their eminence look down upon a lower class
yet wrapped in the mists below. But in a democracy we are one
people; and the penalty or reward of our form of government
is that "we advance or retrograde together. None of us can
stand aside, our feet are mired in the same soil and our lungs
breathe the same air." The suppression of any vice arising in
a democracy is therefore of concern to every citizen. Any
condition that fosters an evil menacing to character gives cause
for profound and far-reaching alarm. Aside from considerations
of morality, patriotism demands that it cease; for only while
the character of its citizens is secure is the stability of a dem-
ocratic government assured.
Not since the war that raged over the cradle of our republic
has a single vice so threatened the integrity of American char-
acter as that particular mode of dishonesty, which in recent years
It is provided in the Constitution of the Mississippi State Oratorical As-
sociation, that the representatives of the colleges shall have their speeches
published in their respective college journals, at some time during the year
succeeding the contest.
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has worked its way to the heart of the national life and whose
infamous and pernicious creed is, that any official, whether in
senate chamber or corporation office, has the right to employ
his official power for the promotion of selfish ends. This defi-
nition of graft reveals its danger. It must be practiced by men
who are trusted, and no criminal is so dangerous as he who trans-
gresses from the height of a great place. The injury inflicted
by the theft of the common malefactor is measured by the value
of the stolen goods; but when the man who is universally respected
and esteemed is revealed as an embezzler of entrusted prop-
erty, an injury is inflicted upon society that cannot be measured
by commercial standards. Such betrayals of trust create a feeling
of doubt and suspicion that pervades and poisons all society.
This state of distrust imperils the life of the nation. Business or
government not founded on public confidence is a sham and a
delusion. When confidence is destroyed, the whole fabric
falls.
Graft is not an evil peculiar to our time or country. It
was practiced by kings in ages past; but never in any country
or in any age has it been so widespread and so disquieting as in
this our American democracy in the beginning of the twentieth
century. The boldest and most malignant form was long con-
fined to the cities; and while officials basely squandered the
taxes of an oppressed people, death germs bred in the foul at-
mosphere of neglected quarters, and social vice held carnival
unrebuked. But the practice is no longer confined to the thronged
and crowded cities. It has broken from its old moorings and
is now confined to no locality and to no department. It flourishes
in eastern Massachusetts and in western Calif ornia; it is found in
the consular service abroad and in the agricultural department %
at home. Nor is it, though many of us are prone to believe,
peculiar to a single political party. In democratic New Orleans
as well as in republican Philadelphia it is open, bold and palpable.
A panorama of government scandals following one another in
rapid succession has been unfolded to public view. Sufficient
time had not elapsed for the effacement of the disgraceful memory
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of the postal scandals before the discovery of the public land
frauds revealed the vicious character of men holding the exalted
position of law-makers for the whole American people. Then
followed the revelation of the treachery of officers in the agri-
cultural department selling, as though it were produce, information
which they were paid and sworn to hold.
These malfeasances in high places have created a sentiment
of indignation that has manifested itself in a clamor for reform
and the fiat has gone forth that the government shall be purged
of graft. Wise men will not be deceived; politics alone cannot
be reformed. Politics is not a thing separate and distinct, but
an element that enters into the composition of the whole life.
A degraded condition in politics is the result of a low standard
on the part of the individual citizen. It is but a natural coinci-
dence that, simultaneously with political wrong-doing, there
should be discovered a more flagrant abuse of official power in
the management of great insurance companies.
But both in politics and business it is not the grafting of
men in high places that gives greatest cause for alarm. Their
deeds are not the cause, but the result; they are not the disease,
but the symptoms. The cause lies in the character of the entire
citizenship. The spirit of graft is among us all. Recently, a
great insurance president, unable to endure the scorn and con-
demnation of his injured countrymen, was borne to a premature
grave. It is right to abhor evil and to condemn in unmistakable
tones the deeds of evil doers, but there is a marked inconsistency
between our bitter denunciations of Mr. McCall and our daily
actions in which the same principle is involved.
Legislators, while inveighing against the grafting of in-
surance companies, ride on passes and draw mileage from the
government. We, too, denounce the grafting of the insurance
official, and condemn the inconsistency of the legislator; but a
friendly conductor passes us at the company's expense and we
feel not a particle of indignation.
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Such instances show that graft is not a practice peculiar to
politicians and financiers; but that its spirit permeates our whole
society. It has instilled a poison into our national life that will
yield to no superficial treatment.
To admit this, however, is not to desert to the ranks of pessi-
mists and of those who have lost faith in the mission of the re-
public. A nation is but an aggregate of individuals; and as an
individual may wander from the paths of honor and integrity
until moral depravity paralyzes the power of right thinking
and submerges the hope of redemption, so the nation may wander
from the vantage ground of high principle and moral safety,
until the national character becomes perverted and can no longer
respond to the voice of conscience nor hear the call of duty.
But, as the individual, before his moral sense becomes chronically
perverted, may retrace his steps and enter again upon the life
that God intended he should live; so the nation that has been
allured by fascinations and false lights may, before its character
is undermined, discover the danger into which it is drifting and
return to the course that was originally ordained for it.
If the spirit of graft had already afflicted the nation with an
incurable malady, it would be folly to discuss the evil or to strive
for its suppression. Rather should we tamely submit, or in-
scribe upon our shields the motto, "In graft we trust," join in
the riot and follow again,
"The good old rule, the simple plan,
That he should get who has the power,
And he should keep who can."
But the national character is yet untouched by the germs
of decay. Officers in the legislative and executive branches
of government recently defrauded the nation; but if they relied
on a perverted national character as a shield from justice, they
are now realizing, within prison walls and in the "depths of ir-
redeemable disgrace," the grossness of their error.
Graft is a fundamental evil and the treatment must begin
with basal principles. In politics, moral principle should be
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placed above political principle. "Principles, not men," is a
lying motto. It is with this slogan more than with any other
that the political grafter triumphs. "A principle is an idle and
useless thing if it be not incarnated in a living man. A man is
a nefarious and pernicious personality if he does not incarnate
true principles." Vigilance in the discovery of the grafter, and
punishment for him when discovered, regardless of rank or station,
will tremendously reinforce the consciences of those entrusted
with public funds. These are, however, but temporary checks
and restraints. The cause lies in the blunted mental and moral
faculties of the individual citizen and the permanent remedy
must be the universal diffusion of knowledge linked with the
principles of common honesty. We may continue to strike at
graft in high places, we may employ detectives to spy upon our
office-holders, or we may surround them with armed guards.
We may compel insurance companies to write their books on
bulletin boards or in the columns of great dailies, but so long
as our own indifference and moral obtuseness give nourishment
to the root of graft, its flower and fruit will blossom and ripen
in realms of finance and departments of state.
In these times, when the number of schools and colleges is
continually increasing, and vicious practices are more common
than ever, education is apparently inadequate for the solution
of our problem. The fault lies not in education but in an incom-
plete system. The defect in our system of education is that the
three-fold nature of man is not developed symmetrically. The
most notorious grafters are men whose minds were trained, but
whose characters were not developed. The need, for the teaching
of the fundamental truths of religion in the common school is
too great to be neglected. In this day not only of grafting, but
of gambling, of wild speculation and frenzied finance of every
description, the youth, more than ever before, needs to be taught
the answer to that question of old, "What shall it profit a man?"
But more character is instilled by example than by precept.
Whatever moral or religious truths the teacher may endeavor
to impress, his labor is barren and fruitless unless his own life
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harmonizes with the teaching. The teacher whose claim to the
title is derived through a license dishonestly procured can never
instil character nor inspire to noble living. Childish simplicity
will penetrate the assumed mantle of righteousness, and recog-
nizing the false man beneath, will doubt the most sacred truths
he teaches. But the example of a great life is contagious. No
student can receive instruction from a great teacher without
catching the spirit of the man and partaking of his strength of
character. Half a century has passed since Dr. Arnold's voice
was heard in the halls of Rugby, but the influence of his character
is still felt in English life. In this age of commercial strife, when
business is robbing the child of the companionship of the parent,
the character of the teacher is determining the ideals of the future.
Well did Plato say, "Of all the great offices of state, the teacher's
is greatest. He should be elected who of all the citizens is in
every respect the best." The making or marring of nations is
in his hands.
Thus, in tracing to its origin this evil that is menacing us,
we return upon ourselves. The condition that gives rise to
graft can be removed only by a universal education that strives
for the development of character. The teacher is the agent
through which this must come, and upon him we build our trust.
Let him realize the majesty of his work and come t~> it not only
with a fulness of knowledge, but with "the life-giving power of
a great soul, that vitalizes all it touches and pours itself out with
the largeness of divinity; for only thus can he quicken the soul of
man."
SIDNEY LANIER.
(Essay Prize Piece for 1906.)
An ever-increasing audience, once a narrow and select circle,
are proclaiming Sidney Lanier one of the first "princes of Amer-
ican song." Although the time has not yet come for a final
valuation, it must be recognized that no mean rank belongs to
this poet-genius, essayist, and musician.
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There can be no doubt that the foundation for a great poet's
career was laid in his musical genius, his reverence for science
and scholarship, his appreciation of nature, and his great love of
man. And had he not so soon been the victim of disease, what
might have been achieved by the man who, at so early an age
and in the face of such great obstacles, wrote the "Marshes of
Glynn" and the "Science of English Verse."
His earliest passion was for music, and in this he first fully
discovered his genius. As a child he played on every instrument
he could find, later devoting himself to the flute. Hamerik, his
director for six years in the Peabody Symphony Orchestra of
Baltimore, thus recognized his genius: "To him as a child in
his cradle Music was given: the heavenly gift to feel and to express
himself in tones. His human nature was like an enchanted
instrument, a magic flute, or the lyre of Apollo, needing but a
breath or a touch to send its beauty out into the world. It was
indeed irresistible that he should turn with those poetical feelings
which transcend language to the penetrating gentleness of
the flute or the infinite passion of the violin; for there was an
agreement, a spiritual correspondence between his nature and
theirs, so that they mutually absorbed and expressed each other.
In his hands the flute no longer remained a mere material in-
strument but was transformed into a voice that set heavenly
harmonies into vibration."
He was said to have been the one man of letters in America
who had an adequate appreciation of the value of music in the
culture of the modern world. To him music was a culture study
as much as the study of literature. "When Americans," he said,
"shall have learned the supreme value and glory of the orchestra
* * * * then I look to see America the home of the orchestra,
and to hear everywhere the profound messages of Beethoven
and Bach to men." This state reached, he added, our people
would be well nigh redeemed from crass commercialism. The
final meaning of music to him was that it created within man
"a great, pure, unanalyzable yearning after God." He said
that a great artist should have the sensibility and expressive
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genius of Schumann, the calm grandeur of Lee, and the human
breadth of Shakespeare, all in one.
But with the conviction that his life work was not to be that
of a musician, and with aspirations for grand literary labor,
he consecrated himself to his Great Passion. From that time
forth, humbly and lovingly, did he put forth the very best and
highest that was within him, utterly regardless of contemporary
criticism. Though often obliged to resort to hack work or other
means for support of his family, he never faltered from his high
ideal. Ever hopeful, industrious, and cheerful, neither poverty
nor disease could lessen his ardor for hard and systematic study
or his faith in his Creator.
Nature no longer being able to furnish him skill and reper-
toire, as she had in music, he must become a student of things,
truths, and men. Making himself master of Anglo-Saxon and
early English texts, he pursued the study down to modern times.
No field of science, history, philosophy, or philology found him
unsympathetic. His mastery of that theory of formal verse,
which he formulated in his lectures in the Johns Hopkins Uni-
versity and in "The Science of English Verse" is but one examole
of the conscientious artist in him refusing to send forth any work
but the best. So he made his way but slowly into the literary
world. Happily, however, there was combined with this tardi-
ness of poetic utterance the consciousness of his powers and the
patience to await the harvest time. "Day by day," he writes
to his wife, "from my snow and my sunshine, a thousand vital
elements rill through my soul. Day by day the secret deep forces
gather which will presently display themselves in bending leaf
and waxey petal, and in useful fruit and grain."
Professor Edwin Mims in his intelligent and sympathetic
biography of Lanier, divides the poet's life into three periods
corresponding to the periods into which that poet divides Shakes-
peare's. Lanier's Dream Period was his college days and the
first years of the war. He passed through his Real or Hamlet
Period from 1865-'73, when he suffered from poverty, drudgery,
and disease and when there was also some religious and philo-
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sophic doubt. Beginning with his artistic life, he passed into
the Ideal Period, when by the shock of the real he was to realize
a reconstruction of his youth. Suffering was by no means to be
unknown; but the serenity and joy of his life from this point are
apparent to all who may study it. This period includes his
best prose and poetry.
In the Dream Period, "Tiger Lilies," "a mesh of roots from
which perfect flowers grew," was produced. No student of the
life and works of Sidney Lanier could neglect it, for by it much
light is thrown upon the mind and character of the author. It
has the same place in his life that "Hyperion" has in Longfellow's.
This early effort and a series of boys' books of legend and
chivalry are of no such importance in his prose work as are "The
Science of English Verse" and "The English Novel," both pro-
duced in his Ideal Period.
"The Science of English Verse," a pioneer book, is one of the
best pieces of original work yet produced by an English scholar
in America. The book is chiefly a discussion of rythm and
tone-color in verse. Of it Lanier says, "For the artist in verse
there is no law; the perception and love of beauty constitute the
whole outfit; and what is herein set forth is to be taken merely
as enlarging that perception and exalting that love." Of both
tone-color and rythm he says, "The very touch-stone whereof
is music."
A far more interesting work, not only to the general reader
but also to the student of literature is "The English Novel."
It has the value of being stimulating, suggestive, and helpful
at the same time, though its higher worth is in his treatment of
what the sub-title gives as "From Aeschylus to George Eliot,
the Development of Personality." He says that our time shows
an "enormous growth of personality of man," and that the in-
adequacy of the older forms of expression has developed the
wonderfully free and elastic form of the modern novel out of the
more rigid Greek drama, through the transition of the Eliza-
bethan drama. Then follows by way of illustration a detailed
study of several of the novels of George Eliot whom Lanier
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considered the greatest of English novelists. In his concluding
sentence he says, "I find all the numerous threads of thought
which have been put before you gathered into one, if I say that
George Eliot shows man what he may be, in terms of what he is."
Lanier had no patience with the cry "art for art's sake."
And it is no wonder that a mind as truly pilosophically and
scientifically accurate as it was poetically sensuous and imagi-
native could say that "he who has not yet perceived how artistic
beauty and moral beauty are convergent lines which run back
into a common ideal origin, and who is therefore not afire with
moral beauty just as with artistic beauty; that he, in short, who
has not come to that stage of quiet and eternal frenzy in which
the beauty of holiness and the holiness of beauty mean one thing,
burn as one fire, shine as one light within him, he is not yet the
great artist."
Lanier's own ideal was "a perfect life in perfect labor
wrought." And never did he express that ideal nor is there a
better example of the purity and chastity of his language than
in that inspiring passage: "Cannot one say with authority to
the young artist whether working in stone, in color, in tones, or
in character forms of the novel, so far from dreading that your
moral purpose will interfere with your beautiful creation, go
forward in the clear conviction that, unless you are, suffused
— soul and body, one might say — with that moral purpose which
finds its largest expression in love — that is, the love of all things
in their proper relation — unless you are suffused with this love,
do not dare to meddle with beauty; unless you are suffused with
beauty, do not dare to meddle with truth; unless you are suffused
with truth, do not dare to meddle with goodness. In a word,
unless you are suffused with truth, wisdom, goodness, and love,
abandon the hope that the ages will accept you as an artist."
Although entitled to a place among the genuine poets of
America, the defects of Lanier must be recognized in that: "He
never attained except in a few poems that union of sound and
sense which is characteristic of the best poetry. The touch of
finality is not in his words; the subtle charm of verse outside
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of the melody and the meaning is not his — he failed to get the
last touches of vitalizing force: He did not as Lowell said of
Keats, 'rediscover the delight and wonder that lay enchanted
in the dictionary.' He did not attain to the perfection and pre-
cision of the instantaneous line."
Yet if Lanier lacked in power of expression and in time for
revision of his work, we must agree that no American anthology
would be complete that did not contain a dozen or more of his
poems, and no study of American poetry that did not take into
consideration twice this number. None can fail to recognize
in his poems the time-spirit and true poetic touch, especially
in "The Marshes of Glynn," "Sunrise," "The Song of the Chat-
tahooche," "The Mocking Bird," or the more ambitious "Corn."
Had he not attempted to apply his analytical theory of
formal verse to his poetry, the lack of spontaneous utterance
would not have been so evident. This defect is perhaps seen less
in the "Song of the Chattahooche," which deserves to be ranked
with Tennyson's "Brook," and about which there is much of the
haunting melody of "Ulalume." With more stately movement
than the little brook which "chatters, chatters as it flows," we
are carried on by the rush of this bewitching stream-song:
Out of the hills of Haversham,
Down the valleys of Hall,
I hurry amain to reach the plain —
Run the rapid and reach the fall,
Split at the rock and together again,
Accept my bed, or narrow or wide,
And flee from folly on every side
With a lover's pain to attain the plain —
Far from the hills of Haversham,
Far from the valleys of Hall.
All down the hills of Haversham,
All through the valleys of Hall,
The rushes creid, Abide, abide,
The willful water-weeds held me thrall,
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The loving laurel turned my tide,
The ferns and the fondling grass said, Stay;
The dewberry dipped for to work delay,
And the little reeds cried, Abide, abide,
Here in the hills of Haversham,
Here in the valleys of Hall.
But, oh, not the hills of Haversham,
And, oh, not the valleys of Hall
Avail; for I am fain to water the plain,
Downward the voices of duty call —
Downward to toil and be mixed with the main,
The dry fields burn, and the mills are to turn,
And a myriad flowers mortally yearn —
And the lordly main from beyond the plain
Calls o'er the hills of Haversham,
Calls through the valleys of Hall.
The first productions that gave Lanier wide recognition as
a poet were "Corn" and "The Symphony." In them he is over-
flowing with fancy — his imagination needed a check.
Bent upon no middle flight, he gives his luxuriant fancy free
play, and now and then throughout his poetry we read lines that
come from his innermost soul:
"But the air and my heart and the earth are a-thrill."
In "My Springs":
"I marvel that God made you mine,
For when he frowns, 'tis then ye shine."
The familiar line:
"The little green leaves would not let me alone in my sleep."
Professor Mims says that if one relied on a single poem to
keep alive the fame of Lanier, he should select the "Marshes of
Glynn," with the assurance that there is something so individual
and original about it, and that, at the same time, there is such a
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roll and range of verse in it, that it will surely live, not only in
American poetry, but in English. Here the imagination has
taken the place of fancy; the effort to do great things ends in
victory, and the melody of the poem corresponds to the exalted
thought."
He has been gazing out over the marshes and trying to phrase
the limitless emotion which arises as he contemplates a trackless
plain where land and sea interfere:
"The creeks overflow, a thousand rivulets run — the roots of the
sod, the blades of the marsh-grass stir;
Passeth a hurrying sound of wings that westward whirr;
Passeth, and all is still; and the currents close to run,
And the sea and the marsh are one,
How still the plains of waters be !
The tide is in his esctacy,
The tide is at his highest height: and it is night,
And now from the Vast of the Lord will the waters of sleep
Roll in on the souls of men —
But who will reveal to our waking ken
The forms that swim and shapes that creep under the waters of
sleep?
And I would I could know what swimmeth below when the tide
comes in,
On the length and the breadth of the marvelous Marshes of
Glynn."
That Lanier be classed as a true critic is rightfully ques-
tioned. He did not have the learning requisite for a great critic,
and consequently has a tendency to indulge in hasty generaliza-
tions. He vigorously expressed his dislikes in literature in the
same degree that he excessively praised some men. Yet he
had remarkable insight into literature, in spite of his strong
prejudices and lack of great learning. He was a great admirer
of Chaucer (in fact of all Anglo-Saxon writers), and spoke of his
works as "full of cunning hints and twinkle-eyed suggestions
which peep between the lines like the comely faces of country
children between the fence bars as one rides by."
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Yet his right to be named as a scholar cannot be denied,
and the most noteworthy characteristic of that scholarship is
the modernness of his work. A critic says that it is difficult to
find in the writings of Americans on Shakespeare more significant
passages than chapters xx-xxiv of "Shakespeare and His Fore-
runners." Another illustration of this moderness is his plan
for the publication of a book of Elizabethan sonnets, and he
was the first American to indicate the necessity for the study
of the novel as a form of literature that was worthy of serious
thought. He had the spirit of research and original work char-
acteristic of Johns Hopkins University, and had great reverence
for such men as Child, Furnivall, Hales, Grosart, and others.
Whether in his poems, lectures, essays, or letters — every-
where Lanier's writings breathe the spirit of ethical earnestness
and abound in allusions that reveal his deep and abiding faith
in God. His tributes to Christ are among the most beautiful
and impressive in English poetry. "The Crystal" is his tribute
to the character of the one and only flawless Being in history.
The tenderest thing that Lanier ever wrote about Christ was his
"Ballad of the Trees and the Master," a dramatic presentation
of the scene in Gethsemane and on Calvary. The closing lines
of his swan-song "Sunrise" express better than anything else this
confident faith:
"And ever my heart through the night shall with knowledge
abide thee,
And ever by day shall my spirit as one that hath tried thee
Labor at leisure in art — till yonder beside thee,
My soul shall float, friend Sun,
The day being done."
With Browning and Tennyson and Whittier love was the
key with which to interpret the divine nature and man's highest
duty to his fellow man. So with Lanier. "Music means har-
mony," he says, "and harmony means love, and love means
God." And so he could say in all truth, "When life's all love,
'tis life: aught else, 'tis naught."
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As with Keats, so with Lanier's name, there will always be
associated the "glory of the unfulfilled life" — a glory that far
exceeds the actual work of such men. To such men it is given
to see and to feel what Lanier did when he said, "I know through
the fiercest tests of time, that I am in soul, and shall be in life
and utterance a great poet." We cannot be discouraged as to
the final recognition of the work of a man who lived the life he
did, and could with undimmed faith and bouyant spirit drink
down the stirrup-cup so "smilingly." There was no ready sale
for Shelley's "Adonais," nor Milton's "Paradise Lost." Lanier,
like them, must be content with the possibility of posthumous
fame.
"The greatest poets are they who have felt most profoundly
the influence of Christ upon their lives and ideals" — did not Lanier
hear that voice and feel that influence?
Surely the knowledge that we have had a Southern poet of
such promise and influence upon other poets — let us hope he will
inspire some greater singer — will justify us in the belief that he
has greatly added to the literary culture of the South. "To the
South, with which he was identified by birth and temperament,
and in whose tremendous upheaval he bore a heroic part, the
cosmopolitanism and moderness of his mind should be a constant
protest against those things that have hindered her in the past
and an incentive in that brilliant future to which she now so
steadfastly and surely moves. To all men everywhere who
care for whatsoever things are excellent and lovely and of good
report, his life is a precious heritage."
Frances Park.
A CASE OF MISAPPLIED SYMPATHY.
Daisy looked very charming as she came down the broad
steps to the trap where a fresh-complexioned young man was
waiting for her.
"Counfond it, how can a fellow take away that happy look
from her face?" groaned the latter as he jumped to the ground
to assist her.
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"I was just thinking about you when you 'phoned," she began
frankly, "it was lovely of you, Tom, to think of this."
"0, I don't know," murmured the young man uneasily.
"Which way," as they approached the street.
"To the country, of course," she replied. "This is a day
for driving along quiet lanes and through the woods. Isn't
the sunshine perfectly glorious?"
"Perfectly," he assented.
"Things always seem best just before we lose them — don't
you think so?"
He started. Could it be that she had some premonition of
what he was to tell her? "What do you mean, Daisy?" he asked.
"Why, simply that it is almost winter. Do you realize that
this is the last day of October and that before the week is gone
a storm will probably have swept these gay-colored leaves into
their graves?"
Then she was perfectly innocent of a deeper meaning in her
conversation. But how like the storm she mentioned would be
the words with which he told her of his engagement to Maud!
Poor girl! He hoped she wouldn't cry. Why had she thought
from the little attentions he paid her that he loved her? He —
"Tom Draper, what is the matter with you?" cried Daisy.
"I've asked you three times to get me some of that superb golden-
rod over there."
He stammered something and hastened to obey her command.
He felt very foolish and decided before he returned with the
golden-rod that he would enjoy the afternoon and let her enjoy it.
There would be time later to tell her of Maud.
* * * *
The afternoon was almost spent. It had been a pleasant
one, but now as they were nearing home the conversation became
strained. Tom was wondering how to broach the subject of his
engagement and it seemed to him that Daisy's manner was a
reflection of his own. He had never seen her so embarrassed.
They must have it over and there was no time to be lost, but how
was he to begin?
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"Daisy," he said suddenly, "do you know why I asked you
to drive with me this afternoon?"
"Tom," she parried, "do you know why I came driving with
you this afternoon?"
"I asked you because I had something to tell you, Daisy."
"And I came because I had something to tell you," very
sweetly.
"I've been wanting some time to tell you," he hurried on,
ignoring her part of the conversation, "but — "
"Now, Tom, don't begin to — aren't you going to let me tell
you my secret?"
"Wait till I tell you mine, Daisy. You may not want to
tell me then." His tone was very tender. He must be gentle
with her.
"Daisy, I'm in love."
"Tom, I'm engaged."
"Engaged! !"
"Yes."
"So am I!"
"You! — Well of all—" she ended in a peal of laughter. "Why
I thought—"
"And I thought—"
"I've been trying all the afternoon to tell you before — "
"And I've been racking my brain for a way to break your
heart without hurting you."
They laughed again, together, and so long that people looked
at them curiously — for they were in town again. This sobered
them enough to inquire as to the object of each other's affections.
Soon they parted at Daisy's home in a manner very different from
what each had pictured.
Tom was half way down the drive when, "Tom, Tom Draper!"
called Daisy, running after him.
He waited for her to come up. "I forgot to congratulate
you," she said, holding out her hand.
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A HEINE LOVE SONG.
As Cynthia's image trembles
In ocean billows wild,
While she herself is peaceful
And wanders o'er the sky,
When, thou, belov'd, art tranquil —
Thy image in my heart
Is quivering, and trembles,
Because so throbs my heart. C, '09.
FOUR LEGGED THIEVES.
"Missie" sat on the cottonwood log, which lay on the bank
of the river, with bare feet dangling down, partly covered with
water. Tige lay just back of her on the ground, whining occas-
ionally on account of the late hours his mistress was keeping.
She was waiting for her father to return from a small town up
the river. All around the bugs and flies buzzed and the night
birds chirped in the leaves. All of these "Missie" heard but
she heeded none. She had not worried much the night before
because her father did not return, but this night she was frightened
— he had never before left her alone so long.
"Missie" was only fifteen years old, and all her life she had
never gone to school. Her life had been spent in a house-boat.
She and her father spent their winters in New Orleans, or some
other Southern city, and in the spring when the northern ice began
to melt they would catch some craft or trading vessel and come
up to some forest region where he would build another house-
boat and begin floating south again.
This summer "Missie 's" father started down the Mississippi
near St. Paul, but when he arrived at the mouth of the Wisconsin
he towed his house-boat up it for about five or six miles and
there low water had left it high and dry on the bank. She was
thinking as she sat on the cottonwood log of the things she had
seen in town during the last winter — when all at once she heard
the sound of oars, and rising quickly, she cried:
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"Dad, is that you?"
"No, this is not dad; he is in the lock-up. He has been
arrested for stealing corn and pumpkins from old farmer Jones.
He said tell you to take care of things and don't be scared, for he
would be out in a few days."
She and Tige walked back to the house-boat very slowly
for "Missie" was sorely troubled, not knowing what she was to
do in this dense swamp all alone. Arirving at the boat she lay
down and soon cried herself to sleep.
Next morning she arose early and started with Tige to the
lock-up, about three miles distant, to see her father. Sure
enough, she found him in jail, but she could not stay with him;
so she returned to the house-boat and fished during the afternoon.
After having caught a nice string of cat, she walked down the road
which ran along the river bank and on by farmer Jones' corn-
field. She had left Tige at home to watch, but had scarcely
reached the field when she wished for him, for on the inside of
the field, two fine "coons" were pulling off the roasting ears.
She turned and ran as fast as she could to the house-boat, called
Tige, picked up a club which her father used when he went "coon"-
hunting and hurried back to the field. Tige knew "what was up,"
and trembling with eagerness he jumped the fence and at once
struck the scent. With a yelp and a bark he darted through the
tall corn, with "Missie" running far behind. She stopped a mo-
ment to listen and perceiving by his barking that he had found
the "coons," she ran the faster. On arriving where Tige was,
she was surprised to see him darting in and out of a cave, howling
at every breath, while from the inside spiteful snarls were heard.
"Go for them!" she cried. "Good boy, get at them!" and
Tige, almost crazy, darted in the cave and came rolling out with
a big raccoon; sometimes the dog was on top, then again the
raccoon seemed to be the winner; but finally she and Tige managed
to kill him. She stooped to pick up the dead "varmint" and sent
Tige back in the cave after another, when by her dashed two more
dogs, and in the midst of all the fighting a man and boy appeared.
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"Well, if it isn't a girl," cried the man. "Where is your
pappy, little gal?"
"You go 'way," cried "Missie," "you are farmer Jones and
you have locked up my dad for stealing your corn and he didn't
do it. Now, you go 'way — these coons are mine."
"Hush, little gal, we'll fix that after we get the coons."
Only one of the coons escaped, and when they were through,
there were five ringtails stretched out on the ground. They
investigated the cave and found that there were several bushels
of corn and several small pumpkins therein.
Next day the trial was to occur against Missie 's father, but
farmer Jones would not testify against him.
M. Geiger.
Vol. 9. Jackson, Miss., October, 1906. No. 1.
Published Monthly by the Students of Millsaps College.
W. A. Williams Editor-in-Ohief
L. K. Carlton Associate Editor
J. W. Frost Local Editor
Susie Ridgeway .Literary Editor
C. L. Neill Alumni Editor
J. R. Bright Y. M. C. A. Editor
J. C. Rotjsseaux Business Manager
W. F. Murrah, W. C. Moore Assistant Business Managers
Remittances and business communications should be sent tc J. C. Rous-
seaux, Business Manager. Matter intended for publi-
cation should be sent to W. A. Wil-
liams, Editor-in-Chief.
issued the twentieth day of each month during the college year
Subscription, Per Annum, $1.00. Two Copies, Per Annum, $1.50.
EDITORIALS.
Our prospects this year are the brightest of any in the
Millsaps history of the college. The enrollment of three hundred
1906-7. students, an increase of twenty-five per cent, over any
previous year is in itself no inconsiderable cause for
elation, for a mere increase in numbers is valuable because .of
the enthusiasm it creates along athletic lines, and with us athletics
is the sick man that is in direst need of physic. Most of the
new students have thrown themselves into the athletic sports
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with unbounded enthusiasm and all indications are that the
Athletic Association will enjoy a year more prosperous than any
since the suspension of inter-collegiate games. The gymnasium
director announces that a prize will be given to the student who
develops into the best all round gymnast, a field day will be given
in the spring for the exhibition of skill in athletic training; these,
together with the certainty of inter-collegiate games in the near
future, indicate a successful year in athletics.
It is not, however, the number so much as it is the class of
new students that gives cause for congratulation. Their attrac-
tive manners, their admirable work in class room and the enthu-
siastic spirit they are manifesting in all phases of college life is
a topic of general comment. A majority have already connected
themselves with the Y. M. C. A. and the literary societies, and are
becoming forces in those departments.
The mid-session and commencement debates between the
Lamar and Galloway societies, together with the three chautauqua
and State oratorical contests which have before stimulated
society and college spirit and have been conducive to the devel-
opment of oratorical and debating talent will have added to their
number this year an inter-collegiate debate. A challenge received
from the Southern University has been accepted and arrange-
ments are now being made for a debate between the two insti-
tutions.
To the student body as a whole the increased number of our
lady students is considered one of the strongest proofs of our
progress. The number of young ladies who attend Millsaps is
continually increasing and the fact that the number this year is
double that of last year indicates that Millsaps will soon be one
of the great co-educational institutions of the South.
Thus with its recognition as a co-educational institution,
with a hopeful outlook for athletics, with new fields being opened
for oratory and debate, and a magnificent library almost in
process of construction the Session of 1906-'07 promises to be an
eventful one.
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No product of the college is so widely known as
The the Collegian. The Annual is published but once
Collegian. a year, and because of its cost the students and
their immediate families are its chief critics or ad-
mirers. Our anniversary speeches and commencementt debates
are heard chiefly by the student body and friends from town;
people in the state know little, people without the state nothing,
about them. But the Collegian is published monthly and is
sent not only to our homefolks and friends over the state, but to
all the colleges of the South and to some in other sections. It
is all that other colleges have by which they can form an opinion
of us, and as the Collegian is good or inferior we will be judged
accordingly. It seems, then that it would be unnecessary to urge
men of college spirit to exert themselves for the improvement
of their magazine. Still we have grown negligent; during the
past four years the Collegian has retrograded and now it does
not stand above the mediocre in the exchange department. Let
the students realize how much depends on their monthly and
let them support it with their contributions. To increase the
number of contributors this year, three prizes are offered: Mr.
A. P. Hand, of the Class of '05, offers a ten- dollar prize for the
best verse written during the year; Dr. Wise offers ten dollars
for the best story written during the last half session, and the
staff offers ten dollars for the best story written during the first
half session. The only conditions are that there shall be at least
two to compete.
Professor Kern has obtained leave of absence for
The this year and is studying for his Ph. D. degree at Johns
Faculty. Hopkins University. Prof. Kern has won the respect
and admiration of the students, both on account of
his ability as a teacher of English and because of the interest he
manifested in 'college sports and college life generally. We are
fortunate to secure as a substitute for Prof. Kern, Prof. Wise, also
of Johns Hopkins University. Prof. Wise holds a Ph. D. degree,
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and comes to us highly recommended. Though he has been with
us only a short while, he has already impressed the students as a
man of strong personality and an able teacher.
The students are urged to patronize those busi-
Advertisements. ness men who advertise in the Collegian.
jjj ^:*vi t , It is their patronage that makes the publica-
tion of the Collegian possible and we should show our apprecia-
tion of their patronage by patronizing them.
LOCAL DEPARTMENT.
J. W. FROST, EDITOR.
Greetings!
We are now hard against it!
Will someone put J. B. Robinson wise as to who teaches in
the observatory?
Wanted.— Position as nurse. References furnished upon ap-
plication. — Briscoe.
The Kappa Sigma and Kappa Alpha fraternities entertained
very pleasantly at smokers during the month.
Politics are not always confined exclusively to the State;
they sometimes figure conspicuously in the literary society.
Millsaps opened on September 26 with an enrollment ap-
proximating 300 — the largest in the history of the college.
Mrs. Q. — "I manage to keep my boarders longer than you do."
Miss L. — "Well, I don't know about that; you keep yours so
thin they look longer."
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Barnum & Bailey were in town on the 11th — but of course
a college boy wouldn't go to a circus. We hear it rumored that
Wallace will be here too.
Messrs. J. W. Loch and R. H. Ruff have recently been
initiated into the Kappa Sigma fraternity, and Mr. F. S. Williams,
into the Pi Kappa Alpha.
Ignorance excuses no man in the eyes of the law. "$25.00
Reward — For the boy who turned in the alarm trying to mail
his letter in the fire-alarm box."
Fitzpatrick (seeing a party getting in an automobile on the
street) — "Wonder what those people want to get in that buggy
for when it hasn't got a horse hitched to it."
Millsaps is now truly co-educational. There are more than
fifteen young lady members of the student body. The trustees
appreciating the importance of higher education for girls have
taken under consideration the matter of establishing a Woman's
Dormitory.
A challenge from the two literary societies of Southern Uni-
versity, for an inter-collegiate debate to be held in March of
this and succeeding sessions has been received and accepted by
the Galloway and Lamar Literary Societies. Enterprises of this
nature should receive every encouragement.
Prof. A. A. Kern, having secured a leave of absence for one
year is now completing his graduate work at the Johns Hopkins
University. In the absence of Mr. Kern the English Department
is exceedingly well provided for in the person of Dr. Wise, who is
himself a graduate of Johns Hopkins.
The Galloways held their election on the same night with
the following result: Anniversarian, C. L. Neill; Anniversary
Orator, J. R. Bright; Debaters, Terrall and Bullock.
Bobashela staff — Literary Editor, 0. Backstrom; Art Editor, C.
C. Applewhite; Term Officers, 0. Backstrom, President; H. F.
Magee, Vice-President; Brown, Secretary; R. H. Ruff, Treasurer.
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Dr. Murrah (to prospective co-ed) — "Well, I hear that you
are going to be a co-ed out at the college this year."
Co-ed (indignantly) — "No, sir; I'm going to be a Freshman."
Interest in athletics at Millsaps continues to grow. This
year the Athletic Association is exceedingly fortunate in being
able to secure the services of instructor H. F. Edson, who has
had considerable experience in college athletics. Besides coaching
the foot-ball team he will also train the Glee Club.
At a recent meeting of the Executive Committee composed
of Bishop Galloway, Dr. Murrah, Major Millsaps, Messrs. I. C.
Enochs and J. R. Bingham, plans were accepted for the Millsaps-
Carnegie Library. Plans were submitted by architects from all
over the country but those presented by Mr. Henry Austin, of
Jackson, were selected. The building which will be of gray stone
and pressed brick will be located between Webster Science Hall
and the President's Home; it will be furnace-heated and will
have a library capacity of 50,000 volumes.
The Freshman, Sophomore and Junior classes have held
class elections with the following result: Freshman — J. M.
Gwynne, President; W. L. McGahey, Vice-President; Miss Ander-
son, Secretary; E. C. Gunn, Treasurer; Miss Saums, Poet; Soph-
omore — R. J. Mullens, President; Robert H. Ruff, Vice-President;
Miss Moore, Secretary; W. A. Welch, Treasurer; Miss Ricketts,
Historian; T. L. Bailey, Poet. Junior — Miss Sims, Presiding
Officer; H. F. Magee, Vice-President; Miss Huddleston, Secretary;
D. T. Ruff, Treasurer; B. F. Witt, Historian.
At a meeting of the Lamar Society Friday evening the
following officers were elected: Commencement debaters, Jeff
Collins and W. F. Murrah; Anniversarian, S. I. Osborn; Anniver-
sary Orator, C. H. Kirkland; Bobashela staff — Literary Editor,
Miss Bessie Huddleston; Art Editor, J. L. Berry; Assistant
Business Manager, L. B. Robinson, Jr.; Term Officers — A. L.
Rogers, President; Gwynne, Secretary; R. J. Mullens, Treasurer;
J. W. Frost, Critic. Mr. W. A. Williams was elected as the Lamar
representative debater in the Millsaps-Southern debate.
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^SUSIE RIDGEWAY, EDITOR.
Lady Baltimore.
The charm of Lady Baltimore lies in its original and unusual
setting. It is in retrospective, belated Kingsport that the scene
is laid. Over all the South Carolina shores there hangs a pene-
trating, quiet sadness that does not come from any memory
of human hopes and misfortunes, but from the elements them-
selves. But over Kingsport at once the most wistful, the most
appealing town in America, this sadness is tempered by the
thought of the many generations of smiles and tears that have
been sheltered there. The place is redolent of former glories.
As the war days recede the film of romance deepens over them
and it is wilth a feeing of regret that we see a by-gone state
replaced by progressive but less picturesque customs. Aristo-
cratic Kingsport in the centre of aristocratic South Carolina, and
Mrs. St. Michael and the various aunts "are" Kingsport.
The story is told by a Northern gentleman who has come to
the Kingsport archives to establish his right to membership in
a society of the descendants of royal blood. The story begins
in the Woman's Exchange, and, as the narrator says, ends in a
wedding. The wedding or the prospect of one and more espec-
ially the baking of the wedding-cake is the all-absorbing thought
of this Northern gentleman. As each postponement of the
wedding, his eternal question is, "And what about the cake? Will
that kind of thing keep?" To his surprise the pretty girl in the
exchange asks, in reply: "The cake — or the wedding?"
The girl and the boy meet in the exchange where he has
come to order a cake of the variety known as "Lady Baltimore."
Owing to his embarrassment the girl, who is a niece of Mrs. St.
Michael, judges that it must be for his own wedding. When she
refuses to accept payment until delivery, he replies: "But — a — but
on the day I shall be very particularly engaged."
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Although he knows the people socially the Northern gen-
tleman cannot ask directly why John Mayrant is buying the
wedding-cake, and why the bride is not doing it, nor why John
persists in marrying a girl for whom he has begun to lose his
infatuation. But by patient persistence he learns that the bride
is Hortense Rieppe, the daughter of General Rieppe, a hero of
Chattanooga — a gentleman whom one of the St. Michael ladies
says was conspicuous for his personal prudence on the battle-
field; he is one of the silver-tongued, posing Southerners with a
poetic gaze and flowing hair who play well the role of hero.
"Whatever courage the father may have lacked, his daughter
is a general and consummate strategist. She levies on one lover
to secure another and keeps them unknown to each other. Away
from Kingsport she has the assurance to call herself a Kingsport
girl, while in truth she is from Georgia, a place, in the eyes of
Kingsport, entirely without the pale. Her fiance's sense of
refinement keeps him from telling his troubles, and although his
Northern friend would like to help John to see that it is not his
duty to marry a girl whom he has ceased to love, he cannot.
The climax in the excitement is reached when Hortense,
with an automobile full of the "yellow rich," whom the narrator
calls, "Replacers," enters the town. She has come to see whether
John is wealthy before she marries him, although the wedding
has been postponed on account of "poor papa's health." John
has begun to see through her schemes, but his nobleness and
"moral elegance" prevent him from breaking the engagement,
distasteful as it has become.
Hortense, however, presumes a little too far on his quixotic
chivalry — the crisis is reached when on board the Replacer's
yacht; her insolent desire to show these people her power over
John prompts her to leap into the water simply to have him rescue
her. She is not disappointed. John does follow her and brings
her safely to the yacht; but when she tells him that her life belongs
to him, he quietly replies: "Then I restore it to you."
Even after this, however, he allows it to appear that she has
broken the engagement. The story ends with John's marrying
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Eliza LaHeu, the girl at the exchange. He nor she knew when he
first began to love her, but it must have begun unconsciously the
day he ordered the delicious Lady Baltimore.
Although Owen Wister shows by his dissertations on the
race and other public questions that he is a thinking man, these
seem somewhat out of place in this story. His plea for Amer-
icanism instead of sectionalism is well developed. While Lady
Baltimore is not a masterpiece, it is nevertheless a delightful story.
Osmotic Pressures of Solutions of Cane Sugar.
BY WILLIAM LEE KENNON, PH. D. PROFESSOR, WILLIAMS COLLEGE,
MASSACHUSETTS.
This book of near one hundred pages is of special interest to
students of Millsaps College. The author, Dr. W. L. Kennon, is
a native of Jackson, and a graduate in the class of 1900. During
the session of 1900-1901 Dr. Kennon was assistant in the scientific
department of this college, and afterwards taught in the Ken-
tucky Wesleyan College.
This work is a "dissertation submitted to the Board of Uni-
versity Studies of the Johns Hopkins University in conformity
with the requirements for the degree of Doctor of Philosophy,"
and it is commonly considered by the students and faculty of the
Hopkins that this is the most able thesis ever presented in the
scientific department of that institution, and a careful reading
by one who is not a specialist in that line of work confirm this
impression.
It has been recognized since 1867 that the most promising
field of discovery in physical chemistry lay in the direction of
osmotic pressure, but the difficulties have been so nearly insup-
erable that for the last thirty years all work in this direction
has been considered conjectural, and the true scientist has felt
that he was treading on uncertain ground. It remains for Dr.
Kennon to perfect a cell of such perfect composition that really
scientific results have been obtained.
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The reader who is interested in the details of this discovery
which will be the foundation of much of the most valuable work
of the future is referred to Dr. Kennon's book in the College
Library. It is written in a clear and interesting style, accompan-
ied by tables showing the actual work done, and is pronounced
an indispensable adjunct to all future work in this line.
A reading of the book will satisfy any one why Dr. Kennon
was selected as the first graduate of Millsaps College to be chosen
a member of the Phi Beta Kappa scholarship society.
L. K. CARLTON, EDITOR.
This volume of the Collegian finds the Exchange Depart-
ment again in inexperienced hands. The editor is aware of the
difficult nature of the work and enters into it with no little mis-
giving. In all college magazines the exchange editor seems to
act as critic, reviewing the journals that come to his table and
making suggestions or criticisms upon their subject-matter and
its arrangement. To criticise and not be harsh nor to offend,
to make pertinent and practical suggestions, to measure out
praise and criticism with an impartial hand, these things require
tact and judgment along with thoughtful study.
From the very nature of the department, it fails to arouse
the interest manifested in the other departments, and consequently
cannot be made as attractive to the general public. Former
editors assert that they have been benefitted as a result of having
held the place. It is both instructive and enjoyable. They
come to love the work. When I reach that stage of development
the department may assume an interesting aspect. The depart-
ment has an object — to attempt the development of the student
writer. Nothing aids an intelligent student more than intelligent
criticism.
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No one can, unaided, form a true estimate of the worth of
his own work, and, among students there is rarely found one
that is willing to tell his fellow-student of the criticisms of his
companions or to give his personal opinion if it is other than
pleasing. Then to an unprejudiced reader he must look if he
really wishes to form a clear, accurate idea as to the real value
of his article or to better himself in composition. The Exchange
Departments of the various journals briefly review his work and if
it is excellent it receives special mention ; while if it is mediocre or
poor, it is either criticised or no note is made of it at all. Some
times the writer who has just begun is discouraged by criticism
and tamely gives up the idea that he may write anything worthy
of note. Because you do not succeed brilliantly at first, do not
throw down your pen in disgust or despair. There is a chance
for you to become an interesting and forceful writer, and no
composition that you do can possibly injure you. Nothing aids
more in the cultivation of a clear and forceful expression of
ideas than the transcribing of them from brain to paper. Crit-
icism should spur you to greater effort. If ever in these columns
there appears any criticism that seems severe, it comes from an
earnest desire to aid and encourage the author.
The kindness of the last editor has made the work for the
first issue less embarrassing than it has been for former editors;
he saved the magazines arriving too late to be commented upon
in our last issue.
The Blue and Bronze is the best of our exchanges. The
subject-matter and its arrangement is very good. The essay
on "Tintern Abbey Ode" shows a critical appreciation of the
merits of poetry, and the whole article is strong, showing an
intimate knowledge of the subject in hand. We rarely see its
equal in our exchanges. "The Frog Hunt" is a well-told, original
story, showing with a touch of humor how highly women regard
some small animals, such as mice, frogs, etc.
The Tulanian has several serious articles of interest. The
stories are good and the poems add to its attractiveness. The
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historical essay on the Ku Klux Klan is instructive as well as
interesting.
The best production in the Emory Phoenix is "Does Environ-
ment Influence Character?" The author shows that it may,
but not necessarily. He says "We fix our station in this life and
our destiny in the life to come not by the material things we
are in the midst of, nor by those persons with whom we come in
contract, but by the thoughts we think and the motives that we
foster." A truth worthy of remembrance. "A Phi Gamma
Function of the Fifties" is a well told story, interesting as to plot
and simply, humorously told. The poem, "The Senior's Aspect,"
is to our mind the best attempt at verse and will be enjoyed by
any college student.
On our exchange list are: Kendall Collegian, Whit worth
Clionian, Tulanian, Blue and Bronze, Academy Girl, Green and
Gold, Shorter College Chimes, Emory Phoenix.
Indi-F-erent,
Indo-L-ent,
Irreg-U-lar,
Idle-N-ess,
Ir-K-some. — Ex.
"Pat, do you believe in fate?"
"Sure, an' phat would we be standin' on widout 'em?" — Ex.
"Cast your bread upon the water,"
Says the boarder, with a frown;
Add a little salt and pepper,
Call it soup and gulp it down. — Ex.
St. Peter (to applicant) — "You say you were a professor in a
college?"
Applicant — "Yes, sir."
St. Peter — "Step into the elevator, please."
Applicant — "How soon do we go up?"
St. Peter — "It doesn't go up; you are going down." — Ex.
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The Senior's Aspect.
(dedicated to rube mabbit.)
We've trod the weary way
Of a stale old college course;
We've eat beef, grits and hash
And sometimes rilled with force.
And now we bid a last adieu
To freak and philosophic fool;
Adieu to Shelley's New Arcade
And Doc Smith's red old mule.
Here's to college marks,
And to the boy that win's em;
Here's to the happy life,
And to the boy that blends 'em!
Here's to the boy that toats his stuff,
And teaches us the same;
Here's to handy jacks,
And helps of every name.
Here's to Oxford's rare old maids
With all their grief and woe;
0, have compassion on them now
And send to each a beau!
Some say that woman is the strangest thing
That roams upon this habitory;
But for us she's only protoplasm
To study in the laboratory.
To each professor's fate
Add winsome luck galore;
Just give to each a brawling mate
With halfscore kids and more.
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If it be true that we've evoluted
From our granddad the monkey,
Then I am sure the dear old prof.
Springs fresh down from the donkey.
We'll soon forget the class-room naps
And all the dry old drags
Of weary profs and funny fools,
And all the bootlick's brags.
We are resolved to live as high
And let the veins of life run slack,
So if we find no other job
We'll pull strings across a hard tail's back;
For after threescore years and ten
We'll feel these griefs no more,
For then we'll be beyond the din
Of this high rolling shore.
And should that climate be too warm
In the world beyond this sphere,
We'd rather furnish fuel for fire
Than to be a measley bootlick here.
So give your tens to others,
Your nine-fives full and free;
But save for us your sixes
Your seven-fives full of glee.
(Emory Phoenix.)
ALUMNI DEPARTMENT.
mm
C. L. NEILL, EDITOR.
The strength of our institution is judged by the strength
of its Alumni. The record of each is the record of the college.
Whatever of success is attained by them after they leave the
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college walls is credited to our institution: thus, how important
it is that the student body and friends of the college be kept
informed of the work and personnel of the Alumni band.
We were sorry to hear that Mr. J. W. McGee, '05, has been
suffering from a stroke of paralysis. We hope "J. W." will soon
be able to resume his work as Chaplain of the Penitentiary.
The following Alumni have paid us a visit: J. S. Purcell,
J. A. Baker, E. D. Lewis, J. H. Penix, A. P. Hand, E. G. Mohler
and Toxey Hall. We are glad at all times to have any of our
Alumni with us.
The Alumni Association met on the evening of June 11th,
with an unusual attendance, several classes being represented.
An interesting program was rendered and officers for the ensuing
year were elected.
B. E. Eaton, '01, and who graduated in the Law Department
in 1902, has been chosen District Attorney of the Judicial
District of Mississippi. "Barney" is indeed making a success in
his chosen profession.
Mr. W. L. Kennon, '01, of Jackson, Miss., has received his
Ph. D. from Johns Hopkins University, and has accepted the
chair of Chemistry in Williams College. Our Alumni take high
rank in almost every line of work.
On the evening of September 14th, Mr. E. C. McGilvray,
editor of the alumni department of 1905-'06, was married to Miss
Clara Starr, of Hattiesburg. "Mc." has the honor of being the
first of his class to take unto himself a better-half.
It is the purpose of this department to give to the readers
of the Collegian whatever information we may have concerning
the Alumni in general, hoping in this way to strengthen the
college spirit and deepen the love for our Alma Mater.
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Of the Class of '06, Baker has been chosen principal of the
Morriston school, Brister is a merchant at Bogue Chitto, Carr is
in a store at Pontotoc, Heidelberg has accepted a position in a
Hattiesburg bank, Lewis is pastor at Thomasville and is taking
post-graduate work, McGilvray is pastor of the Red Street Meth-
odist Church, Hattiesburg, Miss.; Mohler has been elected prin-
cipal of the Flora public school; J. L. Neill is General Secretary
of the Y. M. C. A. in the Georgia School of Technology, Atlanta,
Ga.; Miss Park has a position in the Jackson public schools,
and L. E. Price is pursuing a course in electrical engineering in
Cornell University.
Y. M. C. A. D E P A R T M E N T.
Entre of
Y. M. C. A.
Department.
J. R. BRIGHT, EDITOR.
In accord with the initiation of the Association
the Faculty instituted the Y. M. C. A. Department
of the Collegian and appointed an editor for the
same. This means much to the Association. Be-
ing the most important organization in the college,
it has enlarged its work to such proportions that this step was
deemed necessary and expedient. The Y. M. C. A. is a great
factor in the college life. It has more to do with the setting of
ideals, the regulating of habits and the forming of character than
any other one thing.
The prospects are auspicious for a successful year.
Res Gestae. We have some efficient and effective officers and
leaders and a number of loyal and active members.
Though hindered at the opening, the work is now under very
good headway. Mr. W. D. Weatherford, Travelling Secretary
of the Y. M. C. A. in the South, was with us on the 6th and 8th
of this month, and delivered three forceful addresses. His last,
"The College Man's Battle," was a strong appeal for the men to
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embrace the Christ life if they would win out in the vital conflict.
Some twenty men expressed a desire to overcome sin, and eight
made a decision for Christ. It was a good service. Mr. Weather-
ford met in conference and advised with each departmental
committee. Many of the feasible plans and methods, resulting
from these deliberations, we hope to see put in operation.
There was a Bible Study Rally Friday, the 5th. Prof. J.
E. Walmsley gave a fine address, "informal" but impressive, on
the value of Bible study. The Rally was unprecedentedly pro-
lific: ninety-seven men were enrolled in daily study with nine
group-leaders.
On Friday, the 12th, at the Mission Rally, Dr. J. M. Sullivan
gave an earnest and comprehensive lecture on some phases of
missions in general, emphasizing its importance to us and our
obligation to it. There were fifty-seven enlisted in systematic
giving; two mission study classes will meet weekly.
The Y. M. C. A. is stronger in numbers than ever before. At
the first business meeting seventy-five names were added to the
roll of membership.
On the second Sunday evening Dr. Murrah preached a special
sermon to "his" boys, presenting strongly the claims of Chris-
tianity — showing the paramount need of correlating one's life
in conformity with that of Christ's, vindicating the immortality
of man, and testifying to the fact that "Godliness is profitable in
all things."
Attendance has been unusually good and a manifest interest
has been expressed in the meetings up to date.
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Vol. 9. Jackson, Miss., November, 1906. No. 2
IMPERIALISM IN AMERICA.
(Spoken by L. E. Price, in Senior Contest, June 11, 1906.)
A progressive nation must always face new problems. Its
solution of one gives rise to another, and so in must continually
change its methods, and adapt its policy to the new conditions.
Thus a new state must look to its own development, it cannot
seek advancement in the politics of the world. But when it has
become prosperous through a strict adherence to this policy,
that very, fact removes the conditions that demanded the old
policy of seclusion, and forces the adoption of a new policy. No
nation can live entirely to itself, and the importance of the part
which it is forced to play in the affairs of the world is directly
proportional to its prosperity.
Such is the present position of the United States. For
more than a century we have followed the policy of Washington;
we have kept clear of all entangling alliances, and we have de-
veloped our natural resources, and protected our industries,
until now we can compete with Europe for the best markets of
the world. But this prosperity carries with it new duties and
new responsibilities. New conditions have developed, and al-
ready we are compelled to change our methods and adapt them
to the new conditions.
One of the greatest blessings that can fall to the lot of any
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country is an abundant capital profitably invested; but idle
capital is like a cannon ball loose on the deck of a rolling vessel,
plunging madly about and leaving confusion and disaster in its
wake. New countries rarely suffer from over-capitalization; but
as they grow older and become more fully developed the field
of investment becomes narrower, and finally profitable forms of
investment can no longer be found for the ever increasing capital.
When this condition is reached new fields must be opened up
through inventions that will create new demands, and hence new
industries, or the surplus capital must be invested in undeveloped
districts.
Until recent years overcapitalization was an unknown evil
in the United States. There were new farm lands to be opened
up, new railways to be built, new demands to be satisfied, and
vast improvements to be made on every hand. Immense capital
was produced; but there were enormous demands for it and it
found ready investment. Now, however, conditions have changed
— many industries are already overworked, and many of the im-
provements made, such as bridges and buildings, are of a per-
manent character. It is true that many new lines of railway
are still to be built, and that a vast amount of capital will soon
be required to replace steam with electro-motive power. But
it is also true that practically all our arable public lands have
been taken up, and a great part of the capital and capital-pro-
ducing energy hitherto employed in opening up new lands is
now free, and it must be provided for.
Manufacturing will engage a great deal of this surplus capital,
but it cannot take all of it. For under the present conditions
competition has so cut down the margin of profits that our man-
ufacturers are forced to produce on a larger scale and reduce the
cost of production to a minimum. We already manufacture
more goods in this country than we can consume, and if we do
not secure foreign markets the evils resulting from over-production
in manufactures will be as real as those resulting from over-
production in capital.
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Thus, an outlet for our trade and capital has become an
economic necessity, and it is highly important that we should
secure one that we can depend upon. We cannot enter Europe
very extensively, for Europe is already suffering more than we
are from these evils. For relief her great states turned to im-
perialism, and began to acquire foreign territory. Thus prac-
tically all of Asia and Africa, and the islands of the sea are under
their control, and they have hemmed in their colonies with dis-
criminating tariff's, devised to secure for their own manufacturers
a monopoly of the new markets. South America alone, of all
the undeveloped countries of the earth, is free from European
influence and European tariffs control today, and it is here that
we must seek our markets.
In open competition for the markets of the world the United
States is able to more than hold her own, and for this reason the
other great powers are being forced, one by one, to erect insur-
mountable barriers of protective tariff about their colonies.
We are at a manifest disadvantage when our producers are forced
to contend with a discriminating tariff almost equal to the cost
of production itself, and hence we must secure a market of our
own.
Motives as well as conditions have changed very materially
during the last century, and empires are formed today for eco-
nomic rather than for political reasons. Under the new rational
imperialism colonies are no longer desired as sources of revenue
and power for the government, and the national states do not
attempt to impose political control over highly civilized nations.
They seek rather to acquire undeveloped and uncivilized dis-
tricts, and by exploiting them to create new markets for their
goods and new fields of investment for their capital. Now all
the semi-civilized, barbarian, and savage communities of the
world are rapidly being brought under the protection of the
larger civilized nations. South America alone remains, and if
we would save it for our market we must seize it before it, too,
becomes a province of Europe.
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Economists and statesmen, interpreting the tendency of
the times, tell us that the great nations are now but preparing
for the mighiest contest of all history, and that its outcome
will determine the mastery of the world. It will be an economic
and commercial rather than a military contest, but it will be
none the less real and earnest on that account, and in the end
"the command of the habitable globe will be possible to that power
in whose hands are the resources which insure obedience."
South America is a natural field for American exploitation.
Its close proximity to us on the south makes it easy of access and
defense, and from it as a base we can easily command two of the
main entrances to the Pacific, which is destined soon to be the
center of the world's commerce, wealth and power. Furthermore,
it has already been developed enough to make it at once a profit-
able field of investment and a good market, and with its immense
natural resources under our control we will be in a position to
fix prices for the world.
But if our interests enter this undeveloped district our flag
must go too to protect them and to make financial conditions
steady and safe. At present South America is in a state of too
great political unrest to admit of any considerable extension of
our banking system there without the protection of our own
government.
I believe that we need have no fears for the effect of im-
perialism on our democratic institutions, for democracy and
empire are not altogether incompatible terms. England is today
the world's greatest empire, and yet her government is one of
the most democratic. There must be some centralization of
power in an empire it is true, but only in the colonial depart-
ment is this necessary. The English method of placing colonial
affairs in the hands of a colonial secretary could easily be adopted
in our government.
As an instance of the success of the American colonial policy
I would refer to the improved conditions of Cuba and Porto Rico.
Eight years ago these islands were hotbeds of disease; modern
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methods were unknown, and financial ruin was staring them in
the face. Today disease has been stamped out, American methods
have been introduced, and they are on the high road to pros-
perity. The same things are now being done for Hawaii and the
Philippine Islands, and will be done for all lands that come under
American control in the future.
Imperialism is not to be confused with entrance into world-
politics. Both are results of prosperity and progress; but one
does not necessarily follow as the consequence of the other. There
was a time when our business was confined to this continent,
and we were isolated from the rest of the world, both geograph-
ically and economicaly; political isolation was the logical corollary.
But with the introduction of rapid transportation geographic
isolation disappeared; and now that we are the world's greatest
producer as well as consumer we have business in the uttermost
parts of the earth, and we find economic isolation impossible.
Political isolation was doomed from the first to disappear with
the geographic and economic foundations upon which it rested,
and for twenty years the United States has taken an active part
in the politics of the world.
European states are already acquiring interests in South
America. But by a determined effort we can make our interests
predominate there, and then secure control without trouble.
But if we neglect this opportunity we will be compelled to abandon
the Monroe Doctrine and see South America become a European
dependency. And then we will be forced into more active com-
petition with European producers, our interests will conflict
more directly with theirs, and grave political complications
must arise.
Not only do our interests demand that we acquire South
America, but health and general interests of the whole world
demand that it be controlled by some civilized power. Modern
civilization is forging a chain of cause and effect which is linking
all lands together; and now that isolation is coming to be more
and more impossible certainly "no people can be permitted to
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live in such filth as generates disease and starts it on its crusade
of death around the world." Nor can they be permitted to
amuse themselves with political revolutions that render financial
conditions unsteady and spread disaster throughout the earth.
I admit that there are some objections to expansion, but
expansion is now inevitable, and objections, however weighty,
when cast into the balance against the inevitable lose their effect.
Then let us not hang back for trifles when life itself is at stake;
but let us plant our interests in South America as rapidly as
possible. Let our capital be invested there, and our methods
be introduced. Let us study her interests more closely, and
bind her to us even as we have already bound our own country
together. And then we will practically command the world's
resources, and the gateways to its commercial center, and who-
soever commands these commands the trade and the riches of the
world, and consequently the world itself.
But in the midst of our prosperity let us not forget that our
imperialism is to be of a higher and nobler sort, looking to the
welfare of others as well as to our own. Our mission in the world
is to spread peace, and since we have nothing to fear from free
competition, let us begin by throwing open our doors and in-
viting the world to partake of our benefits. Let us be altruistic
in deed and in truth.
"Say not, 'It matters not to me,
My brother's weal is his behoof,'
For in this wondrous human web,
Your life is warp, his life is woof.
"Woven together are the threads,
And you and he are in one loom;
For good or ill, for glad or sad,
Your lives must share a common doom."
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THE BOSTON TEA PARTY AND ITS PLACE IN HISTORY.
(Winner of the Junior Essay Prize.)
The insatiable ambition of one man was the leading cause
of the Boston Tea Party. George III., of England, was a poli-
tician who would not scruple to use any means necessary to
carry his point. At the age of eighteen he entered upon his long
reign with the fixed purpose of thwarting the Whig leaders, of
breaking down Cabinet Government and making himself an
absolute monarch. The Stamp Act was passed about this time,
tried, and after the refusal of te Americans to use the stamps,
and after prolonged debates in Parliament, was withdrawn.
The colonists were beginning their cry, "No taxation without
representation." Discontent was brewing in America and the
King knew it. In the gathering storm he saw his chance of
overthrowing the leading party, the Whigs. By causing friction
in the Cabinet and stirring up strife with the colonies, he would
tend to array public opinion against them, and thus discredit
the principle that they represented.
The only thing the King could see in the repeal of the Stamp
Act was an American victory, and this he could not endure.
They must be made to feel that it was a dear victory. It was
not for revenue but in a tyrannical spirit of revenge that George
III. undertook to show his authority.
Pursuant to this plan the East India Company was authorized
by an act of Parliament to export tea to America, duty free in
England. Up to this time all tea had been taxed when entered
in England and an additional tax was added when tea was sold
in the Colonies. When the Government removed this English
tax, the East India Company was able to sell tea at a lower price
than it could be sold for when smuggled from Holland. This
was not an ordinary incident of commerce, "it was a political
challenge." Parliament was coaxing the colonists to accept
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English taxed tea. The company was warned by the Americans
that its venture would result in loss. Their scruples vanished
however when Lord North answered, "It is to no purpose making
objections, for the King will have it so. The King wants to try
the question with America." The tea was forwarded in four
consignments, to Charleston, to Philadelphia, to New York, and
to Boston. The Act of Parliament giving the East India Company
the exclusive right to export tea to America was disliked, not
only on account of the tax on tea, but as a monopoly on trade.
The colonists objected not so much to the tax which was very
small, as to the presumption of Parliament in assuming and
exercising the power of taxing the colonists.
England, in her supposed invincibleness, in her tyrannical
rule of the Colonies, in her disregard of the Bill of Rights, or Bill
of Grievances, as it was termed after the rights were denied,
failed to comprehend the seeds of rebellion that she was sowing
in the hearts of liberty-loving Americans. She was striking at
American liberty. The dominating spirit of the American, was
and is the inherited love of liberty, a legacy from his Pilgrim Fath-
ers. The colonists first thought of rebelling when England
undertook to steal away their commercial independence by
ruinous taxes. A breach with England had not been desired,
hardly thought of. The conservative John Adams said that
his grandchildren might see a revolution but that his day would
not witness it. But Samuel Adams more nearly read the signs
of the times; he saw that the time for a revolution was rapidly
approaching and that successful resistance to England could
only be maintained through united action. All the Colonies
owed a common allegiance, but they must be made to realize
their common danger. Since the colonies could be safe only
when united, Samuel Adams resolved to have a Congress, a Con-
gress to insist upon no form of interior government for the colonies
other than their respective legislatures. Boston and Massa-
chusetts followed the leadership of Samuel Adams, but a firm
stand not only of Massachusetts, but of all the Colonies was
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desired. Circulars were sent out to all the Colonies, urging them
to resist the tyrannical assumption of England of the power to
manage their commercial affairs.
The citizens of Philadelphia had met and passed resolutions
condemning the right of taxation by England, denouncing the
consignees of the tea as enemies of their country and requested
them to resign. The feeling against them was so universal that
they asquiesced, some willingly, some reluctantly. New York
disposed of a possibility of the tea landing by a threat of the
Mohawks to make an assault if its landing was attempted. Char-
leston stood firm in its resistance. She, however, succeeded
fully through a different method of dealing with the question.
At her request the consignees resigned. The twenty days that
goods were permitted to remain without a clearance expired and
the custom officials seized the tea, and offered it for sale, but no
one would buy it. It was stored in damp cellars where it brewed
a little too long for use. From the view of moderate patriots,
this was the proper, the lawful way of solving the difficulty. The
British government could not complain and yet the tea act, the
duty and the plans of the East India Company were foiled.
Although the challenge was to the whole country, Boston
was destined to be the battle ground. There the question was
tried. All the neighboring towns, Rochester, Cambridge, Rox-
bury and others pledged their support in the approaching crisis.
They saw that not only were the interests of Boston at stake,
but that the whole country would be profoundly affected by the
turn affairs would take if England persisted in her tyrannous
advocacy of unjust taxation.
In Boston on the night of November 2nd, 1773, between
twelve and one o'clock there was a knock at the door of each of
the consignees and a summons left to appear at Liberty tree on
the following Wednesday at noon to resign their commissions.
Notices were prominently posted desiring the citizens to be present
as witnesses. For an hour before noon the church bells were
rung. At the appointed hour Samuel Adams, Hancock and
Philps, the selectmen, town clerk and about five hundred others
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had assembled, but the consignees did not come. Two of the
consignees were sons of Governor Hutchinson, but they, like
their father were as determined and as loj'al to their side as Samuel
Adams was to his. Molineaux and Hancock were appointed to
inform them of the action taken. They, with Molineaux as
spokesman, met the consignees in the wareroom of Richard Clarke
on State Street. After stating the purpose of the conference he
read a resolution passed at Liberty tree, requesting the con-
signees not to sell the tea but to return it to England in the
same ships in which it came. They rather roughly refused. Then
Molineaux read another paper, declaring them enemies to their
country. The crowd that had followed were angry and wanted
violence, but Molineaux advised moderation. On the fifth in
a legal town meeting with Hancock in the chair resolutions similar
to the ones passed by Philadelphia were adopted and Elisha
and Thomas Hutchinson were requested to resign. There was
only one way to get out of the difficulty and at the same time
vindicate the principle for which they were fighting. That was
to prevent the landing of the tea. On the 17th a ship brought
in the news that the tea headed for Boston was already on the
way. On the following day there was another town meeting
which passed a resolution demanding the resignation of the
consignees. At their second refusal the meeting broke up without
another word. The silence was the foreboding of the storm.
It caused the consignees more uneasiness than they had yet felt.
The committees of Dorchester, Roxbury, Brooklyn and Cambridge
met the Boston committee in Fanuiel Hall on the 22d of November
Their first question was, "whether it be the mind of this committee
to use their joint influence to prevent the landing and sale of
the teas exported from the East Indian Compay." The answer
was affirmative. A letter was sent from the joint committee
to all the adjoining towns requesting advice. Cambridge and
Charleston held town meetings immediately and promised their
support. The union was effected none too soon, for on Sunday,
28th of November, the ship Dartmouth, with one hundred and
fourteen chests of tea, cast anchor in Boston harbor. In spite
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of their Puritanical reverence for the Sabbath two meetings of
the Bostonians were held that day. But to no avail, for the
consignees were not to be found. It was evident that the3 r had
taken refuge with the Governor at the castle on an island at the
entrance of the bay. The Committee of Correspondence however
obtained a promise from Quaker Rotch, owner of the Dartmouth,
not to enter his ship until Tuesday. This committe authorized
Samuel Adams to cal) a mass meeting of the five neighboring
towns at Fanuiel Hall on the following morning. Resolutions
were passed commanding the consignees to send the tea back
with no duty paid on it. Young, one of the conductors of the
meeting, suggested that the tea be thrown overboard. The
consignees asked for time to prepare an answer and out of "great
tenderness" they were allowed until the following morning. A
guard to prevent a landing of the tea was proposed by Hancock,
and twenty-five persons under the orders of Edmund Proctor
were appointed to watch the ships. Two more ships arrived and
were anchored close to the side of the Dartmouth, so that one
guard might serve for all. Hutchinson blocked the entrance
of the harbor to keep the ships from returning and refused to
give them a pass out until they should secure a clearance. He
thought he had Boston baffled, but he had failed to correctly
judge the determination and temper of the people.
Pledges of support continued to pour in. Armed guards
patrolled the whole coast to prevent a landing of the tea by
stealth. Resolutions were passed enjoining total abstinence
from the use of the now despised beverage. If one leaf had been
landed, the patrol was so organized that the ringing of a bell
would have brought out the colonists to a man. The time limit
of twenty days, after which the revenue officers would sieze the
tea, was rapidly drawing to a close. At a town meeting on the
fourteenth Rotch was compelled, accompanied by Sam Adams
and eight others as witnesses, to apply for a clearance. The col-
lector was at his lodgings and refused to answer until morning.
The assemblage adjourned until Thursday, the sixteenth, the
last of the twenty days. The only record of the committee for
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the next two days was, "No business transacted, matter of
record." On the fifteenth Rotch was taken to the comptroller
and collector who unequivocally and finally refused his ship a
clearance until it should be discharged of the teas.
Thursday, the sixteenth of December, had arrived. At ten
o'clock, the men of Boston, together with at least two thousand
from the surrounding country, met in Old South Church. This
body ordered Rotch to obtain a clearance and a pass out of the
harbor from the Governor. Bidding Rotch to go quickly to the
Governor's country seat, the assemblage adjourned until three
o'clock. At three Rotch had not returned. At this meeting
Josiah Quincy, a young minister of fervid feeling, in his efforts
to help insure American liberty by moderation, said, "Let us
consider before we advance to those measures which must bring
on the most trying and terrible struggle this country ever saw."
"The hand is to the plow," said others, "there must be no looking
back."
The unanimous vote of the meeting was that the tea should
not be landed. How this vote was to be carried into effect, few
of them knew. Samuel Adams and a few others who had coum
selled together knew. A Boston merchant who evidently knew
what was intended, arose and asked "Mr. Moderator, did any
one ever think how tea would mix with salt water?" Finally
the Governor's refusal arrived. Amid profound silence in the
great candle-lit church Adams arose and said, "This meeting can
do nothing more to save the country."
At that a wild cry was heard and Indians were seen passing
by in the moonlight. The crowd ran after them to the wharf
and with an intense excitement waited until every leaf was thrown
in Boston Harbor. They did the work quickly and deftly and
were so punctilious that when one accidently broke a padlock
off an officer's chest he promptly replaced it the next morning.
Who were these gentlemanly Indians? Admiral Montague
who was on the vessel said that they were "no disorderly rabble,"
but "men of sense, coolness and intrepidity." Paul Revere was
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one. Dr. Warren was another. George Robert Twelves Hawes,
one of the last survivors, used to relate that the man next to him
accidently threw back his blanket and disclosed the well known
velvet sleeve and lace ruffles of John Hancock. It is well known,
or well guessed, who these Indians were, but they were so strongly
supported and upheld that the English Government never suc-
sceeded in proecuting them.
Parliament ordered the port of Boston closed until the tea
should be settled for. Although more than the worth of the
tea was lost in a very short time, Boston refused to pay for it.
Contributions consisting of food and clothing poured in to keep
those from starving who had been thrown out of emploment.
Letters were sent with the contributions to encourage them to
defeat the attempt of Parliament to force on them an unjust
taxation. This Parliamentary stroke following the "seditious"
conduct of Boston precipitated the struggle between the two
countries. Thus the Boston Tea Party may truly be said to have
been the turning point in the current of American affairs. Eng-
land thought that such a stringent measure as the Boston Port
Act would bring matters to a crisis and the the colonists would
take the compromise on the taxation question (at the request of
English merchants, whose business was being ruined, the tax
had been removed from every article except tea) and would be
peaceable subjects. But Americans refused to be propitiated
by a repeal of only a part of the taxes. They were fighting for a
principle and not for low-priced tea. The common protest
against oppressive taxation was the one act above all others that
gave to Americans a common cause. It produced a feeling of
unity, a consciousness of strength such as had not been felt.
England did not believe the colonists could make a stand against
her, but the men of America were of sterner vigor, were more
daring and better equipped than she thought. The time for
revolution was ripe. According to Mr. Bancroft a more fitting
comment will never be uttered than that of the enthusiastic John
Adams, the day after the event, "This is the most magnificent
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movement of all. There is a dignity, a majesty, a sublimity,
in this last effort of the patriots that I greatly admire
This destruction of the tea must have so important consequences
and so lasting that I cannot but consider it an epoch in history."
Susie B. Ridgeway.
THE MIGHT OF A PEN.
"It is no use," said the sad faced woman wearily. "We
have searched now in every conceivable place for Ins private
papers and it is as if there had never been any."
"And you have no idea even as to the nature of his invest-
ments?" asked the lawyer though he had had the question answer-
ed many times in the last few months while he and the wife and
daughter of the late Judge Danford had sought in vain for evidence
of the rich investments which they were sure the judge had made.
"Absolutely none, except that once he mentioned that he
had done well in making a certain investment in some mining
stock," replied the widow. "My husband thought that women
had enough cares without having to deal with financial problems.
He used to say that it was man's work to earn money, woman's,
to spend it. I have remonstrated with him; but he always
answered that he had his business arranged so that in the event
of his death everything would be down in 'black and white.' "
"Then it must be so," said the baffled lawyer, "but where is
the 'black and white?' Of the many papers in his well-ordered
town office there is not a line that relates to his personal affairs
— except the deed to your home, which we found in a pigeon-hole
of his desk as if he had referred to it recently. I know from the
papers relating to his profession that his income from it was far
in excess of what you spent even if you lived extravagantly;
he must have invested a great part of it, but in what? I have
sounded every inch of his office for a secret hiding place for his
papers. I have studied even 7 paper and even looked between
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the leaves of all his books. The same minute examination has
been made of his study here and of his bedroom with exactly the
same results. It is inexplicable. You can think of no other
place that he might have concealed his papers?"
"I know no more about it than you," replied Mrs. Danford.
"I am sure that he tried to tell me after he was brought home
that day, paralysis-stricken; but he was utterly unable to speak.
He never spoke again, and though his intervals of consciousness
seemed to bring renewed distress to him we were never able to
understand what he wished to tell us.
"I am afraid," she continued, "that it is quite useless to
search for the papers any longer, but I am sure I do not know
what Elsie and I are to do. Of course we cannot live on here
with no income. On the other hand, if the place is sold the
proceeds will not keep us long. For myself, I do not care much,
but I cannot bear the thought of Elsie's future. All her nineteen
years she has had everything she wished. And now, just when
she is through school and ready for the travels her father and I
planned for her, to think that she should be reduced to such
poverty!" She turned to hide her distress, and taking up her
husband's pen from the desk began to play with it nervously.
Feeling powerless to comfort her, the man sought to divert
her mind a little from her trouble. "That is a curious old pen,"
he observed, "I think I have never seen andther like it."
"Yes," answered the widow, "My husband got it when we
were abroad soon after our marriage. I believe he had it made,
though I am not sure. He has used it all these years, though
it seems to me too large and too heavy for convenience."
She handed it to him to examine.
"What is it made of?" he asked, looking at it critically. "It
is as heavy as lead and has the appearance of iron. It is strange
that he should have had it made of so common a metal."
Taking a penknife from his pocket he opened a blade and
scratched the pen to examine the metal. Suddenly he started.
Then walking to a window as if for more light he examined it
more carefully. He turned to Mrs. Danford, who had turned
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again to the open desk and was occupied with her trouble, her
face buried in her hands.
"Mrs. Danford," he said, trying to control his voice, "did your
husband use this pen at that desk? Do you remember seeing it
anywhere except at this desk?"
"Why no, "she answered, arousing herself, "I don't believe
I've ever seen it anywhere but in this little drawer when he was
not using it. Since you mention it, I believe that once or twice
when I came into the room when he was at work it was in the
little groove at the back of the desk."
"Here?" he asked, putting the pen in the place mentioned.
Hardly had he spoken when swiftly and noiselessly a shallow
drawer, scarcely more than an inch deep but of the same length
and width as the desk, slipped forward from its place of con-
cealment and revealed to the astonished lawyer and widow the
valuable papers which they had lost all hope of finding. There
they all were, neatly arranged and labeled so that a child could
almost have understood the immense fortune they described.
Truly the judge had carried out perfectly his business creed and
had left everything in 'black and white.'" The mother and
daughter who had but a moment before had only their homestead,
were now fabulously rich.
And the pen had wrought the change. Placed where a slide
within the desk was within its range of attraction, the loadstone,
pen had set in operation the spring of the secret drawer.
B. H., '08.
€kt Jttilkatrs dltfUegmtt;
jo* Vol. 9. Jackson, Miss., November 1906. No. 2. £~£
Published Monthly by the Students of Millsaps College.
W. A. Williams Editor-in-Chief
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J. W. Frost Local Editor
Susie Ridgeway ..Literary Editor
C. L. Neill Alumni Editor
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J. C. Rousseaux Business Manager
W. F. Murrah, W. C. Moore Assistant Business Managers
Remittances and business communications should be sent to J. C. Rous-
seaux, Business Manager. Matter intended for publi-
cation should be sent to W. A. Wil-
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Subscription, Per Annum, $1.00. Two Copies, Per Annum, $1.50.
EDITORIALS.
mi
Few thinking men can complete their college
Salaries of careers and fail to be impressed with the fact
College Teachers, that college teachers are miserably under-
paid for their services. A competent teacher
of almost any institution could double or treble his income if
he were to direct his talents into other lines of work. Lawyers
and physicians of less ability are infinitely better paid, while the
incomes of men of corresponding calibre in the commercial world
are so far superior that a comparison is ridiculous. The teacher
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spends more money and time in preparation for his work than do
members of most other professions; a collegiate education, itself
a rather expensive and difficult thing to obtain, does not equip
one for holding a chair in college, but in addition to this it is
necessary to have a master's or a doctor's degree from some more
famous institution, requiring additional labor and expense.
That the teacher is not paid full value for his services or that
men of equal ability in other professions are better remunerated
may not be sufficient reason for advocating an increase of salary.
For there is reason why the teacher should not be paid so well
in proportion to his ability as men of other porfessions. The
great teacher is he who enters upon his work with a profound
reverence for it and a full realization of its significance and who
chooses it from inclination and sense of duty rather than from any
inducements of pecuniary compensation. Splendid salaries would
doubtless attract a crowd of adventurers to the profession, men
who were drawn to it more because of the livelihood offered than
by the feeling that they could thus be of most service in uplifting
the race. Impostors could not at first be detected from the
genuine, and while the elimination of the impostor is to be desired
in all trades and professions it is especially to be desired in the
profession of teaching, for the teacher deals not with implements
of wood and stone, but with human hands and hearts.
But if there is a reason why the teacher should not be com-
pensated to the full value for his service there is no reason why
he should not be paid a salary upon which he can live without
being cramped and without feeling, absolutely, that he is a sacrifice
upon the altar of his country. Philanthropists, legislators and
churches while ardently engaged in the construction of magnifi-
cent college buildings, costly laboratories and splendid libraries
have been singularly indifferent to the welfare of those upon whom
the success of all these things depends.
Not many months ago a spontaneous movement was begun
by the Alumni of Harvard to raise a fund for the endowment of
the teachers of Harvard, who, like their brethren of less famous
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institutions, have been niggardly paid. The raising of this fund
has been carried on quietly, without any demonstration on the
part of contributors who, for the most part, are unknown, and has
been promoted without even a secretary or clerk, but the work
has prospered marvelously, the fund reaching two million dollars
last year. This movement so creditably begun by the Alumni
of Harvard might well be imitated by men who owe their allegiance
to other colleges.
5M
LOCAL DEPARTMENT.
And it turned cold!
Sophomores are a perfect joke in foot-ball.
Dr. W. T. J. Sullivan was with us on the morning of Oct. 26,
and conducted Chapel service.
Mississippi College boy (seeing the traction engine at work
on race track) — "Is that an automobile?"
Mr. John Hill Gardner, now postmaster at Magee, was on
the campus during the month.
The Jackson High School foot-ball team was defeated by
the Millsaps Prep team October 27, by the score of 16 — 6.
C. C. Applewhite has been selected by the Galloway Society
as their representative in the Millsaps-Southern debate.
Dr. Moore (in surveying class) — Mr. Cook, mention some
of the instruments used for measuring angles.
Cook — The transit, textant, and barometer.
Junior — Professor, do fairy tales always begin with "once
upon a time?"
Professor — No, indeed! They frequently begin with "I
was sick last night," etc.
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Thanks are due Professor E. G. Mohler, '06, Principal of
Flora High School for his many courtesies, and especially to
Mr. Bradley, who provided conveyance for entire party.
Williamson (reading in last Collegian the colloquy between
Dr. Murrah and Co ed untangled the mystery enshrouded there)
— He, he! I bet that was a co-ed.
Soph to Co-ed. — If I should kiss you on the forehead what
would you do? ? «
$ Co-ed. — I'd call you down.
Mr. H. S. McCleskey, a former Millsaper who is now cashier
for the Magnolia Cotton Oil Co., Magnolia, Miss., visited club
mates and Jackson friends on the 11th.
Quite a large number of the students attended the cer-
emonies incident to the unveiling of the Illinois Monument
at the National Park, Vicksburg, on the 26th of October.
Frdiay, November 9, was College Day at the State Expo-
sition. All the colleges of the state were well represented. In
deference to a petition generally signed by the students, the
faculty granted us a holiday.
Prof, and Mrs. J. E. Walmsley tendered the members of
the Senior class quite an enjoyable reception during the month.
Games and bright remarks were engaged in, after which delicious
refreshments were served.
At a recent meeting of the Preps the following officers were
elected: Galloway, President; Rainey, Vice President; W. E.
Smith, Secretary; Dees, Treasurer; Morrison, Historian; Simp-
son, Poet. Various other offices were created and thrust upon
nearly every other member of the class.
The contract to erect the Millsaps-Carnegie Library has
been awarded to Mr. J. F. Barnes. The building, which Mr.
Barnes says will be one of the handsomest in Jackson, will be
finished in the early spring. As this will be the only building
of its kind in this section of the country, it is the especial aim
to make it creditable.
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The officers of the Senior class seem to have been chosen
with some premonition of their capabilities. Every one is espec-
ially gifted in his or her particular line. They are: 0. Back-
strom, President; MissiRidgeway, Vice President; Bright,
Secretary; Bullock, Treasurer; Williams, Historian; Neill, Prophet;
Carlton, Poet; Weems, Sport.
The seniors were delighted on the evening of the 1st to
have the Astronomy class of Belhaven come over to the James
Observatory to see Venus and Mars "coqueting" in the western
sky. At the time the young ladies came, tho', these planets
must have been "spooning" for not a heavenly body was to
be seen except suns (sons). The class was chaperoned by Drs.
Doran, Chambers and Moore, too.
Football is assuming a more interesting aspect. Every
class has organized a team, and to more keenly arouse athletic
spirit Professor Walmsley has offered a silver cup as a trophy
to|the team having the best average when the series are played.
The schedule began Monday, the 12th, with a game between
Juniors and Sophs. As a result the Juniors came out victorious
with the score 28 — 0.
The Lyceum Lecture Course for tins season was opened
Thursday night by Professor Sylvester Long, of Dayton, Ohio,
in his lecture "Lightning and ^Toothpicks." Professor Long
interestingly showed that the dominant forces in one's life are
Law, Love and Habit; that whatsoever happens to us happens,
not by chance, but because we, like the old fence-post, have
"accumulated a dangerous difference of potential." His dis-
course was interspersed with numerous funny anecdotes.
On October 27, Dr. Sullivan and class went to Flora to
investigate the geological formations near that place. And not
the least enjoyable feature of the occasion to the boys was the
fact that Dr. Doran and class of Belhaven accompanied them.
The girls were entrusted to the care watchful of Misses Moore
and Fowles, to whose vigilance it is probably due that there
were no elopements recorded next day, tho' it is still an open
question with Dr. Sullivan whether some of the boys are any
the wiser geologically.
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■HUHnBHHHflBH
LITERARY DEPARTMENT.
CONISTON.
Winston Churchill, always an interesting writer, has never
shown himself to better advantage than in his latest novel,
Coniston. Ever since Richard Carvel his books have heen awaited
with anticipation, and Coniston in a greater degree than any
other of his works, has not been a disappointment. Unlike
many of the so-called novels of the present day that are in truth
nothing more than prolonged short stories, it deserves the name
of novel. As in the novels of Dickens and Thackery, character
is developed, so in Coniston we watch the awakening of Jetho
Bass to his own dominating control of men, his grasp of power,
and the use he makes of it together with the change wrought
in his character through the influence of a young girl. Interest
in the book is centered in character and in a moral situation.
Coniston is a story of political corruption — a corruption
that existed in the time of Jackson, and that exists now in a
worse degree. It is the story of how an unlearned man gained
control over his entire state, and ruled absolute, and of how
a little New England village miles from a railroad became the
virtual capital of a great state. In that state all Gaul was divided
into five parts , but the five parts happened to be five railroads.
The story turns on the contest of that political giant, Jetho
Bass with the would-be political "bosses" over the control of
the railroads. Jetho Bass built up his power by a system of
morgtages. He secured mortgages against a number of men
and by threats to foreclose controlled their votes. After secur-
ing control of Ins own district he extended his power by ob-
taining the allegiance in other districts of men who owed their
control to a similar cause. By Ms very nature this man was
born to rule. Power was a necessity, and it was political power
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that appealed to him. He never relinqished that power until
the knowledge of how he had obatined it was suddenly made
known to his foster child, who was especially dear to him as
the daughter of the only woman he ever loved. It almost broke
her heart to have her faith shattered in a man whom she had
trusted implicitly. Even after he had renounced his boss-ship
he marshalled his forces again to avenge a wrong done to her
by a political enemy, Isaac Worthington. This man was the
father of her fiance, and he had thought by opposing his son,
to break off what seemed to him an undesirable match. But
Jetho Bass, in spite of Ms jealous love for her, determined that
she should marry Bob Worthington. By a political manipula-
tion he forced Isaac Worthington to give his consent and bless-
ing to their marriage.
When at last Cynthia Wetherell had seen her "Uncle Jetho 's"
methods brought to light by political scandal, she remembered
how long before when almost a child she had asked him, "Uncle
Jetho, what is a mortgage?" She remembered the twinge of
pain that flitted across his face, and his failure to answer her
question. Her belief that her "Uncle Jetho's" power was from
the people was shattered, too. An example of her implicit
confidence and faith in his power was her own answer when
she was asked how she knew her cousin was going to be given
an office.
"Why, Uncle Jetho is going to give it to him."
All of these tilings crowded to her mind to crush the hope
that the charges were untrue. She, however, refused to believe
them until he had been unable to deny them with his own lips.
Her Puritan conscience would not permit her to let him support
her with his ill-gotten gains, although she loved Mm still. To
keep from breaking her heart, Jetho sacrificed the political
power that was with Mm almost a passion.
A rugged, ungainly, taciturn man was Jetho Bass at tMrty
when CyntMa Ware won his heart. After that he was a softer
man ta a few, a friend to the man whom Cynthia Ware mar-
ried, and infinitely tender to the child of CyntMa. Although
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he remained uncouth in appearance, his knowledge of books
was widened and his knowledge of men vast. In his early days
Jetho Bass is an interesting character; later on a powerful one
and in the end by his sacrifice majestic. He had a code and
lived by it. This code was determined by his environment or
his lack of good environment, and to that extent he is blame-
less. But when brought to a supreme test, his code broke down.
He was actuated by a love of power and he saw nothing wrong
in his methods.
EXCHANGE DEPARTMENT.
It is safe to say that the majority of students do not look
over our exchanges. Such ought not to be the case. Each
student should desire to compare our publication with those
of other institutions. Perhaps the comparison would not be
satfsactory, and he would be stimulated to make a personal
effort to raise the tone of our magazine. He may secure ideas
as to composition, can read the serious articles embodying the
thoughts of young people in other sections of , the country,
and peradventure be able to borrow thoughts to go into the
speech he is writing. It is interesting to read the views of our
contemporaries. These magazines are placed in the Library
accessible to all.
We have received but few exchanges this month:
The Randolph-Macon Monthly easily takes precedence over
all others, owing to its attractive appearance, the number of
poems and serious articles, and breezy stories. It is indeed
fortunate to secure contributions of such excellence from out-
siders. We are led to protest against the spirit of the poem,
"My Dreamland." "Methinks" contains advice applicable to
students of all institutions. The writer thinks we should not
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live to get all there is in school, but to get and give out — to
spread our knowledge for the benefit of others. The best story
is "An Abiding Trust." We have but one criticism to make —
the wording was not careful enough in some places, and the
plot merited more thorough treatment. The villian yields with
too little resistance — a contest of more determined spirit would
add much. The termination of the story was fine, simply be-
cause it was out of the ordinary.
The article "The Nationalizing Influence in the States,"
in the Emory and Henry Era, is good. The author briefly
traces the growth in internal power, its dangers, and offers a
preventative. "The Awakening" is a poem of merit both in
point of construction and sentiment.
"A Dreamer" is a story with a seeming purpose. Perhaps
if others of us were to take our dreams to heart and consider
them a warning voice we would be spared some regretful circum-
stances. The plot is simple but unusual. The Departments
are well gotten up.
The College Reflector has a good issue. The Alumni Debate
is strong. The author uses a clear logical style; his points are
brought out clearly; his argument is good; and is pleasantly
stated. He proves that railroads should not be under gov-
ernmental control.
"A Sophomore Narrative" tells of a simple boyhood expe-
rience, but the author writes too much like he were composing
a schoolboy composition. The structure and expression are
immature. "How Glick Won" is a love story intertwined with
a foot-ball game. The love story is somewhat unreal, but the
description of the game makes up for its deficiencies. As one
reads he ceases to know that he reads, but feels that he is actually
seeing the game played. When the student writes a story which
impresses one as reality, then he has advanced a step, and the
story marks his progress. Such stories are enjoyed. The De-
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partments are well attended to. Especially good, we think,
is the local editor's work. Nothing makes a magazine more
attractive to the average student than a series of good jokes.
When a journal has no humorous department, their rightful place
is in the locals. Others than students of that particular college
enjoy the jokes though they may not be able to enter as fully
into its spirit. The Exchange editor inquires why we should
confine ourselves to the beaten paths of former publications,
and enters into a plea for originality in the preparation of our
magazine material. Let us take in and work upon the suggestion.
The Southwestern University Magazine has several serious
articles of interest, as "The Reign of Peace," and "Signs of Our
Times." "The Fable of the Youth Who Went off to School"
is out of the ordinary. The effect would have been better if
the boy had "stuck it out."
The Academy Girl is a neat little journal, but we think
could, with a little effort, be improved. The departments are
too short. The two essays on Lamer are quite too short and
are not thorough enough.
Teacher in Physics — When one irresistible body meets an-
other irresistible body what happens?
Sentimental Ethel — They get married. — Ex.
Cassius — Did Caesar order you around much?
Brutus — Iubet. — Ex.
"Do you like to go to school, Johnie?" asked a visitor.
"Yes, sir," replied the truthful little boy, "and I like to
come home, too, but I don't like to stay there between times."
—Ex.
Teacher (speaking to boy) — The very hairs of our heads
are numbered.
Boy — Yours must have been numbered 23 then.— Ex.
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33
"Nothing Doing."
We went to Cupid's garden;
We wandered o'er the land;
The moon was shining brightly;
I held her little — shawl.
Yes, I held her little shawl;
How fast the evening flies —
We spoke in tones of "love"
I gazed into her — lunch-basket.
I gazed into the basket;
I wish I had a taste;
There sat my lovely charmer,
My arm around her — umbrella.
Embracing her umbrella ;
This charming little miss —
Her eyes weer full of mischief,
I slyly stole a — sandwich.
—Ex.
J. E. Carruth, '05, spent a few hours on the campus last
week. "Joe" does not now impress you that he was once known
as senior "Prep." But since we learn that he has been chosen
principal of one of the public schools of McComb City, we have
reasons for tins added dignity.
We are in receipt of an invitation which announces the
marriage of Rev. W. Marvin Langley to Miss Mary Ellen Koon,
of this city.
On June 14, 1906, D. L. Bingham, '04, of Grenada, Miss.,
took unto himself a hetter half. From the evidences rendered
by a second hand text book, "Dave" was once a student of
u
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Astronomy. He has solved all of the problems in Young's
Manual of Astronomy, and we hope he will be as truly success-
ful in the solution of the actual problems of life. Doubtless,
he has ceased to think of Astronomy, but if his solutions of
the practical problems of life are as thorough and easy-going
as those above stated, Ms success is already guaranteed, and
those who live after him, will be made glad because of his labors.
Henry T. Carley, '97, who has been pastor of Red Street
Church, Hattiesburg, Miss., has been transferred to the pastorate
of one of the New Orleans churches.
B. Z. Welch, '04, and A, P. Hand, '05, are attending Tulane
Medical College. Hand has already passed the State
Pharmaceutical Examination without having attended a school
of Pharmacy.
G. R. Nobles was married during the summer and is pur-
suing his chosen profession as principal of the public schools
at Morton.
C. R. Ridgeway, '04, and LL. B. of University of Missis-
sippi, '05, is enjoying a lucrative law practice in this city.
Rev. 0. S. Lewis, '03, pastor at Braxton, was on the cam-
pus a few days ago.
H. 0. White, '01, is teaching at Hattiesburg, Miss.
T. V. Simmons, '05, visited friends on the campus during
Fair week.
x* Y. M. C. A. D E P A R T M E N T. *%
The new student has left the restraining influence
Function of home and come into the complex invironment
of of the college — into contact with such things as
Y. M. C. A. will make or unmake character. To fit Mm to
live well, there must be the symmetrical development
of the tliree-fold personality. To be sure, ample provision is
made for the intellectual. Some oversight is given to the phys-
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ical. Rare is the college that has any supervision over the
spiritual, except daily chapel service so often prefunctory. Pro-
fessors take an interest in the Association, not as members of
the faculty, but as individuals. The Christian Association pro-
poses to supply this need of spiritual activity and proposes
to care for spiritual well being and religious growth. It is a
social-religious organization whose aim and office are to help
men in the choice of their freinds and company, and to afford
easy access to the sources of spiritual power. It has the high
privilege of encouraging men in habits calculated to give them
an unfaltering grasp upon the great spiritual sources of life
and the precious opportunity to inspire men to accept the leader-
ship of Christ. It stands as guardian of those who feel their'
boyhood faith sadly shaken in intellectual light. With no
quibble about creeds, it lets a man believe what he can, so long
as he is honest, provided he seeks to live nobly and to know the
the truth! The Association strives, with all its energy bent
upon the realization of divine manliness, to show men the ulti-
mate importance, not of belief, but of life.
"Yes, sir, Doctor, I was sick!" is ever and anon
College uttered in solemnity. Sometimes it is doubtful.
Integrity. The professors confine his visual verge to his desk.
A subtle wave of humor is expressed by some in
looking askance with grimaces. There are, perhaps, times when
the student has good reasons for being absent but he is not in-
genious enough to formulate a valid excuse out of the facts
— leniency and liberality might remedy matters — knowing one
acceptable excuse, stupidly and dastardly he cants "sick." Be-
lieving that he ought to be excused, he uses base means for a just
end.
I don't say a tiling about those who wilfully "cut" and
deliberately prevaricate, for whoever throws away his time,
is already dishonest to himself. Boys, zeroes and demerits
would honor you! Veracity and manliness are chief est in man-
liness.
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A word to the new student about our honor system. Join
us in the fight against unfairness in recitation, examination and
in athletics. Stand for "fair play" on the field and in school
room. Let every true man of us rally for right and help mould
such a sentiment against dishonesty as will not only destroy the
contagion, but also kill the germs of this infective disease. Let
every one be wary, and warn one another. Apply the preventive
before the cure. But if a case can not be prevented we must
deal summarily with each victim. Every man of us stands ob-
ligated and responsible for enforcing and carrying out the honor
system.
During this month the devotional meetings have been
fairly well attended; there have been no special services. But
the leaders have been generally commended for the way they
have acquitted themselves, showing their zeal and earnestness
in the work. Messrs. Bailey, Brown, Rainey, Rousseaux, Kirk-
land, have conducted the devotional services. One meeting was
of especial interest because of the spontaneous talk of Professor
Ricketts, who is himself animating to the boys. Also Dr. Sul-
livan, who is often present added to the interest of the occasion
some words of enthusiasm and decision.
The business meetings indicate that the financial matters
have not been very well discharged. We hope to see a hearty
response of the members and promptness on their part of the
officers.
We look forward with great expectation to the Ruston
Conference which convenes December 28. Millsaps hopes to
send a large delegation.
Good work is being done in Bible study. Quite a number
of men are doing daily study. Attendance has been pretty
regular. Let this record be maintained.
Owing to lack of supply of books, Missionary study has been
hindered, but the work will soon be in good shape and moving
on well.
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The Association will observe the Week of Prayer set apart
for all the college Associations to give to prayer. The United
prayers of thousands should avail much, for in unity there is
power.
Those who lead in Y. M. C. A. are urged to give some time
to preparation. Your efforts will be appreciated. Certain lead-
ers were complimented for giving something that had been
carefully studied. The leaders owe it to the Y. M. C. A. and
to themselves to do their very best. This is the first tiling that
must be done toward enlarging attendance. The second thing
is for every one who attends to try to bring out some one else.
The third thing is that everybody attend regularly.
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RESOLVED: THAT THE PRESENT POSITION OF THE
STATES AS A WORLD-POWER DEMANDS AN
INCREASED NAVY ON OUR PART.
(WINNER OF LAMAR-GALLOWAY DEBATER'S MEDAL.)
The position of the United States as a world-power and
the place she shall occupy in the roll of nations is a question
in which all loyal Americans are interested. Civilization
and modern improvements have so eliminated distance and
drawn all nations into such close connection with each other
that it is now impossible for one nation to live to itself alone.
No longer is it the old world and the new world, but all nations
are now so related as to render necessary a system of laws for
the regulation of commerce and all international commun-
ication.
Although the world is thus united by a community of
interests into a universal federation, yet each nation is more
or less distinct, and stands forth as a great world-power with
interests peculiar to its own people and environment. These
interests must all blend and be made to conform to the universal
need. And nowhere is the difference between ancient and
modern times better seen than in the difference between the
conception once held of a world-power and the conception
which now universally obtains. Formerly a world-power
was a Rome, ruling with the imperial sword the then known
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world; a Russia, stamping under its iron heel the rights of its
subjects, in order to extend its imperial domain; it was one
nation dictating the policies of others and demanding their
fulfillment in the glitter and glow of armaments. Now, how-
ever this is changed. The great world-power of today is that
nation, which through all its governmental channels, through
the force of a high and honorable example, wields an influence
in shaping the policies and maintaining the several interests
of this complex federation of nations.
Since this is the function of the world-power of the twen-
tieth century, no one can deny that the United States is indeed
a world-power. As a nation we have interests in every portion
of the globe where human wants are to be supplied, we advocate
policies which affect the whole world. The development
of our commerce; the protection of our colonial possessions;
the construction and operation of the Panama Canal; the
maintenance of the Monroe Doctrine, and finally the main-
tenance of peaceful relations with all nations — all these ques-
tions are of vital importance in our national life, for our influence
in the council chamber of the nations will be determined by
our ability to advance these interests and maintain these
policies. The proper solution of questions depends upon
many conditions, but in the light of only one condition are
we called upon to solve them tonight. This consideration
is the question, Does the protection of these interests and
the maintenance of these policies, and consequently our po-
sition as a world-power, demand an increased navy?
Of our many interests in the many portions of the globe,
the most important is our commerce. The wealth and pros-
perity of any nation depnds largely upon its commerce, and
history bears out the fact that these elements go hand in hand.
We find therefore that one of the chief elements in determining
our position as a world-power is our commerce.
England was for several centuries the commercial centre
of the world. Surrounded on all sides by hostile nations, she
was compelled to build and maintain an immense navy. This
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navy, built as we have said wholly for strategic purposes, and
existing side by side with commercial supremacy seemed to
be, and still seems to be the direct cause of her commercial
prosperity. Hence arose the belief that commercial supremacy
was in some way inseparably linked with naval power. Actual
developments have revealed the fallacy of this statement.
No longer is it England with her numerous battle-ships and
massive armaments which enjoys the most extensive com-
mercial relations, but our own republic has snatched the
banner of the world's commerce and thereby revealed the
fact that there is no shade of relation between a "big navy"
and commercial supremacy. Commerce does not and cannot
lie within the realm of force, so that when we are told that
we must increase our navy in order to secure and protect
our markets we are being treated with mere babbling. England
tried this policy of force in her attempt to hold her trade with
the thirteen colonies, and notwithstanding the fact that she
had an immense navy, she failed in her attempt.
The trade relations of nations like those of individuals,
are based on mutual trust and confidence, and just as a private
enterprise cannot enlarge its markets by force neither can a
nation. In fact, enlarging our navy will, by engendering
suspicion and distrust on the part of other nations, tend to
injure our markets. Wherein lies the danger to our large and
growing commerce?
Finally, if anyone believes that a navy is necessary to
prevent its being preyed upon by hostile nations, that person
need have no fear. We are amply able to do this. According
to the official survey of the relative strength of navies in 1905,
the United States now stands third among the great powers
in the number of her battle-ships and armored cruisers, being
outranked by England and France, and according to the
same authority we have building and projected more of this
class than any nation on earth. Considering, therefore, our
geographical isolation, our enormous reserve power and our
unwillingness to fight for other than a just cause, we hold that
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we have a navy whose strength and efficiency is sufficient to
meet any demand within the range of possibiiity.
In view of these facts, that there is no shade of relation
between naval and commercial supremacy; that no commercial
relations can be secured or maintained by force; but on the
other hand depend upon mutual trust and confidence; that
we are already the third naval power in the world and as
such can amply defend our commerce; we can but conclude
that the commercial element in our national life, which goes
so far in determining our position as a world-power, does not
demand an increased navy.
Having shown that our commerce would not be benefitted
but actually harmed by a material increase in our navy, let
us now from this same standpoint examine our colonial posses-
sions.
Wherein lies the danger to our republic in holding these
possessions? The Hawaiian Islands were annexed upon ap-
plication of the Island government. Alaska, Porto Rico, and
the Philippiens came by purchase ; not a foot of this territory
was acquired in an illegal, way, and the rights of no nation
were trampled upon. There are no conflicting claims and no
nation challenges our right to hold them. In view of these
facts and the fact that our present navy is of ample strength
to meet any foe that is likely to attack us, we fail to see the
necessity of burdening our nation and ourselves with a use-
lessly "big navy."
Again, we have interests in the construction and operation
of the Panama Canal. We have begun in this canal a project,
which when completed will add greatly to our already increasing
commercial and industrial interests. The United States has
done no one thing which means more to the world at large than
the building of this canal. Nothing would be more conclusive
proof of the strength of our nation. In the eyes of our "big
navy" advocates this project is a dangerous one, one that
demands an increased naval budget; but upon what do they
base their argument? Are we constructing a private canal,
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or one to gratify selfish interests? Is our policy in the opera-
tion of this canal such as to demand a massive fleet at each
entrance? Shall we permit only our friends to pass this
guarded waterway and prohibit passage to our enemies? If
this be our policy I will grant that we need a navy larger than
that of all the great powers combined. It however is not our
policy to restrict any, but to permit the ships of all nations and
all climes to pass through this portal, both in times of war and
in times of peace. Just as we stood in the early days of our
republic for freedom on the seas, so now we guarantee to the
world a perfectly neutral canal, exempted from the operations
of war. But how shall this guaranty be assured? Must
the United States alone assume the responsibility? Already
we have entered into a treaty with England and Colombia
for the neutralization of the canal, and it is our desire that
all nations enter into this same treaty, thus giving due pro-
tection to all commerce. Does such a policy demand an
increased navy? There is only one precedent to the Panama
Canal and it is operated similar to the policy contemplated
by our government. Everyone knows that the Suez Canal
has never directly or indirectly been the cause of war, nor is
it necessary for the government owning it to protect it with
a fleet. The commerce of all nations issuing through the
Panama Canal will give to each a deep interest in it, and that
nation which attempts in any way to overthrow its purpose
will not only infringe on the rights of our own republic but
upon those of the whole world and thus incur such enmity
as to be unable to maintain such obstruction. In the light
of this liberal policy we see no just demand for an increased
navy. The fact is, that if in any way the operation of the
Panama Canal affects our navy it would be by drawing our
Eastern and Western coasts nearer together, thereby in-
creasing its efficiency.
Turning now from our interests, let us examine our policies
from the standpoint of the navy. We will take first the
Monroe Doctrine. Seeing the danger that would come to our
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republic from the establishment of a European monarchy
on this continent, and desiring that the South American
Republics build themselves up as independent states, President
Monroe issued his famous doctrine, declaring that the in-
terference of any European power in South America would be
considered by our government as an unfriendly act. This
doctrine does not mean, as the tribe of jingoes has interpreted
it, that we should prohibit the intervention on the part of
Europe and claim this right for ourselves; that the United
States shall have more privileges in South America than
Europe; that we shall prohibit trade or immigration to
these states: nay, it has no such purpose as that. The
purpose of the Monroe Doctrine primarily was to thwart
the intents of the Holy Alliance in gaining for Spain
this territory, which had won its independence. The best
proof that this was a just policy, founded on the prin-
ciples of freedom and liberty, is the fact that it is strongly
supported by the republics themselves, and that no
nation has succeeded in its attempt to overthrow it.
Notwithstanding the relative weakness of our navy when this
doctrine was proclaimed, we have successfully maintained it
for almost a century, and why should we now become alarmed?
Can there be pointed out a single specific instance wherein this
doctrine is endangered? Can there be pointed a single nation
which challenges the justice of this policy? What need is
there here for an increased navy?
As a nation we desire peace. This one policy alone of
our government entitles us to a seat among the mighty in the
council chamber of the world's parliament. We have given
to the world at large a form of government where peace and
liberty reign supreme, and we teach all nations that the peaceful
settlement of difficulties is better than the butcheries of war.
In fact, all our relations with the great powers, and their attitude
toward us point to an era of peace. How shall we maintain
these peaceful relations? Our opponents tell us that a large navy
is the best peace preserver. Never was there a greater fallacy
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uttered. It is absurd, it is illogical to say that the best means
of securing peace is to prepare for war, murder and devastation.
Not only is the United States pacific and peace-loving,
but there has been developing with great strides a world-
public opinion for peace. This movement is no longer con-
fined to dreamers and sentimentalists (those worthy hosts
who pioneered the way), but it has spread far and wide to the
men who do the world's work. It has found its way into the
royal palaces, into the presidents' home, and into all the
diplomatic circles. As evidence of this sentiment the Hague
Tribunal has been established, and more than forty treaties
have been made between the nations to submit their griev-
ances to the court. When the Russo-Japanese war was raging
in all its fierceness, bringing thousands of souls to destruction,
the civilized nations cried out, and it was President Roosevelt
who called these nations to terms of peace.
The advocates of an increased navy, forgetting this pacific
tendency of the world, must base their theory on the assumption
that now, as in the centuries past, the nations of the world are
like so many raving wolves ready to pounce upon the one
which happens to be off its guard and rend it to pieces. They
reason as though the forces of Christianity and our boasted
civilization counted for nothing; as if little or no progress has
been made over the butcheries and inhumanities of ancient
days; as if we still lived in a time when the lust of conquest
swayed the policies of nations, and when might invariably
meant right. They advocate this "big navy" policy as though
war was inevitable, as though we are at once to enter into a
struggle which will bring our nation to ruin. Bnt where are
the signs that point to such a hideous strife? I will grant
the question if they will be specific here, if they will point out
that nation or nations who are planning to strike our name
off the roll of nations. In our opinion they cannot do this.
Such a war tendency they cannot find. Great progress towards
peace has been made over ancient days. The spirit of justice
and right pervades more than ever civilized nations. The
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sense of human brotherhood is growing and the nations are
being drawn closer and closer together in bonds of love and
peace. It is because of these undeniable facts that we fail
to see any statesmanship in proceeding as if war was the normal
condition of nations now and evermore.
Over against these ludicrous predictions and loud alarms
which have been sounding in the ears of the world for years
past and which were never louder or more ludicrous than they
have been tonight, may be placed an array of undisputable
facts and actual achievements, in the life of nations, all pointing
to an opposite conclusion; all going to prove that peace and
not war is the desire of nations; that no cause exists nor is
likely to exist for our nation to enter into a war with any of
the great powers. No rational person can fail to see that the
causes of war have been greatly lessened in the past twenty-five
years, and that there is no likelihood of this progress being
arrested. May we not rather expect that the next twenty-five
years will find all nations on more peaceful terms? Why not
therefore shape our naval policy in accordance with the ten-
dencies of the age, all of which make for world-wide peace.
C. L. Neill.
THE FORGOTTEN TRUNK.
(FROM THE GERMAN OF HELENE STOKL.)
"Merry* Christmas, Annie and Henry! Do your holiday
exercises carefully, and if Annie can't get hers, you must help
her, Henry."
The young girl, clad in warm travelling dress, kissed both
children, took up her satchel and purse, and descended in
joyful haste to the waiting sleigh.
"Goodbye, goodbye, Miss Edith! Come back to us again,
soon! Merry Christmas, merry Christmas!"
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The driver cracked his whip, the sleigh bells rang, and
away they went in the clear bright winter morning. Out on
the road the wind blew sharp and cold against the sleigh, but
the girl who sat inside scarcely noticed it. Her bright eyes
sparkled and now and then she laughed softly to herself for
pure joy. But is there anything in the world more delightful
than the journey home on the day before Christmas, when you
have been away longer than ever before in all your life? How
sad her heart had been when half a year ago she had made
the same journey to begin work as a governess, and how finely
everything had gone! Her heart beat high with proud joy
when she thought of the slip of paper she had found that
morning under her plate at breakfast and in which the father
of the children thanked her for the care and attention which
she had given them, and said that he wanted to raise her salary.
What would her father say when she showed him the note
this evening!
Along the road came a ragged little boy. "Tomorrow is
Christmas," thought Edith, tossed a shilling to him, and saw
his face light up with joy when at last he found it in the snow.
She held her purse in her hand and looked at its contents with
delight. Indeed, it is a fine thing to be able to give another
pleasure with your first earned money. She looked over to
the trunk by the driver. What fun they would have opening
it and seeing what she had brought, for she had a present for
every one at home except Paul, her little brother, and she
intended to buy something for him in the city.
But now they had reached the railroad station and the
sleigh had stopped. The driver got her ticket and baggage-
check.
"A merry Christmas, John!" said Edith, slipping some
money into his hand.
"Merry Christmas, Miss Edith," he answered, delighted.
In the car where the conductor put her Edith found no
one but one old lady who was sound asleep. How anyone
could sleep on the day before Christmas, Edith did not see;
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she was not thinking of sleep, that was certain. She looked
out the window on a glittering, ever-changing landscape.
How the snow covered trees and bushes seemed to fly past her!
She greteed joyfully every flagman's station, for did not each
one of them bring her nearer home! The train stopped, and
Edith found herself in the city, where she had to wait two
hours for the train which would take her to her own town.
For the first time she was alone in a large, strange city.
She looked to see that her money was still in her purse, and
satchel in hand, walked across the depot, and down the street.
What a Christmas-like appearance everything had. People
hurried eagerly to and fro, Christmas trees were being carried
along, sleigh-bells jingled. For a long time Edith walked
thro the streets without any particular direction, and at last
found a crowded toy-shop.
Usually she stopped to think whether she could afford it
or not, but today she scarcely asked the price. She chose an
express wagon with two black horses. It was too large to go
in her satchel and there was nothing else to do but to carry
it in her hand, which was rather inconvenient for she had to
carry her purse and muff besides; but who would mind such
a trifle on the day before Christmas? Her feet fairly danced
over the snow when she thought of Paul's pleasure when he
should see the wagon.
There were two children shivering on a corner, a pale
little girl in a thread-bare dress, and a boy with blue, frozen
cheeks, who held in his hands little black men curiously made
out of baked plums and gold paper.
"Please buy a chimney sweep, dear good madam!" cried
the children. Edith blushed and glanced around to see if
anyone had heard their speech. It could not have been that
they had addressed her as madam! Was it possible that
she already looked so grave and dignified? And the poor
children, they were almost frozen! They certainly ought not
to be there in the cold.
"How much is a chimney-sweep?"
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"One penny."
"And how many have you there?"
"Twenty pieces."
"Give them here!"
She handed the children the money, took the black men
and tried to put them in her muff. The children stretched out
their greedy hands, "Give me one! and me, and me!" sounded
from all sides. In a minute all the black men were gone, but
one which she saved for Paul. But just now she saw what time
it was, quite time for her to seek the south station, where she
would take the train. She walked along quickly, but had
not gone far before she found she did not know which street
to take. For a moment she stood hesitatingly, looking for
someone of whom she could inquire the way.
Then her eyes feell on a man carrying a drss-suit case in
his hand and coming towards where she was standing. Per-
haps he was going to the station. She summoned her courage,
and asked him, "Could you tell me whether this is the way to
the south station?"
"Certainly, ma'am," he answered, politely. "I am going
there myself. If you wish to go, I will show you the way."
Edith hesitated, embarrassed. How often her good
mother had said to her, "If ever anyone, especially a young
man whom you do not know, should speak to you on the street,
or offer to escort you anywhere, do not answer him, but walk
away quickly, without noticing him." She had not forgotten
this advice, but what should she do under these circumstances?
In the first place, she and not he had been the first to speak,
and then this was Christmas eve, and no one ought to be unkind
at such a time.
"Can't I carry something for you?" he asked when he saw
she had so many things. She gave him the express wagon.
"You are going home?" he continued, as they walked
side by side. She started to speak, but no words came — she
stopped still, and her rosy cheeks paled.
"What is the matter?" asked her companion.
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"My trunk, "she stammered. "I have forgotten my
trunk."
"Forgotten? Where did you leave it?"
"At the west station, from which I have just come. 0,
what shall I do?" She turned to him helplessly.
"You are going on the next train?" She nodded her
answer. He looked at his watch, "It is twenty minutes till
train time."
Tears came into her eyes. "Then it is too late! I cannot
leave the trunk, and if I miss the train I can't get home today."
Her voice broke in a sob.
But already he had called a cab, and was helping her into
it. "To the next station quickly! If you get us there in
eight minutes, you shall have double the fare!"
The driver whipped his horses, and the cab flew along.
The tears streamed down Edith's face, but she kept her eyes
on the watch which he held in his hand. Suddenly she turned
anxiously to him, "If you should miss the train on my account?"
"That would be no great misfortune, but I still think we'll
get there in time! Give me your check." The carriage
stopped.
"Stay here. I will be back immediately." He sprang
out; in two minutes he came again, and behind him was a
porter with the trunk.
"Back to the south station as quickly as possible!"
In ten minutes they were at the station, hurrying up the
wide steps and out on the station platform. The signal bell
rang three times.
"Tickets, ladies and gentlemen!"
"We have none — we'll pay later!"
"But your trunk! Where is the baggage check?"
"Couldn't you take us without — "
"That is impossible."
"But this is Christmas eve," begged Edith, her tear-filled
eyes fixed beseachingly upon him. The conductor yielded.
The trunk was carried to the baggage car; Edith and her
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companion were put in a car where there were two empty
seats, the door was slung to, and puffing and groaning, the
train started.
"We got here at the very last minute," he cried. They
looked at each other, and both laughed happily. But Edith
was serious in a minute.
"How can I thank you?" she said.
"What would you have done if we had been too late?"
he asked in return.
"I would have had to spend the night in the station — oh,
I cannot bear to think of it — how slowly the train goes! — I
had the greatest desire to shove that wagon along as I always
did when I was a child." |. §§|§|||£
"Is that so long ago?" he asked with laughing scorn.
She drew herself up. "I am a governess!"
"Ah, I beg a thousand pardons — and may I ask, if your
pupils are much younger than you?"
"I will be eighteen years old next month," said Edith,
who didn't know whether to feel glad or sorry that someone
had thought her younger than she really was. She threw aside
her gravity, and soon a lively conversation was going on
between her and her traveling companion. He listened with
interest as Edith talked of her parents, of the gentle noble
mother, and the unselfish, loving father, who in spite of his
activity in the medical profession, had never gotten rich
because he was too generous hearted to see anyone in need
while he had plenty. The further they went the happier and
more expectant Edith became. It began to grow dark.
"0, now the Christmas eve is beginning, "she cried, as
she looked out the window. "Look at the fir trees! Don't
they all look like over-sugared Christmas trees?" With eager
eyes she watched station after station pass. Are not there
in the distance the lights of her home town! Her heart leaps
with joy; she puts on her gloves, goes over to the other window
and looks out, but from there only the stars are seen as joyful
and bright as the eyes of children filled with the happiness of
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the Christmas time.
The train whistled long and loud. Edith stood with bag
and baggage at the door, it opened and she saw on the platform
Karl and Emma and little Paul. She bade her companion a
hasty good-bye, and sprang off the car. How glad she was
to see them, and they to see her!
"Have you brought me something?" cried little Paul.
"Of course I have, my darling," said Edith as they climbed
into the carriage and tucked the lap-robes around them.
"0, but you will open your eyes when you see it!"
In a few minutes they were at home and Edith was joy-
fully greeting her parents. As soon as she had taken off
her hat and cloak, Paul hurried her into the room where the
presents were.
It was half an hour later, Edith had examined with delight
the new skates, the fine woolen dress, the handsome coat, and
all the other presents that lay under the Christmas tree for her;
she had rejoiced with Karl and Emma over their things and
helped delighted Paul to load his wagon.
"But now, I will show you my presents. Karl, will you
bring in my trunk?"
"Your trunk?" he asked astonished. "You didn't have
any trunk with you."
"No trunk?" cried Edith.
Was it possible that she could have forgotten her trunk
twice in one day!
"Perhaps the misfortune is not so great after all," consoled
her mother. "You have your check, haven't you?"
The ticket! Indeed, if she had just had that in the first
place! Edith was on the point of tears when she explained to
her wondering parents what adventures she had had in Dresden
with her trunk.
She had scarcely finished her story, and her parents were
still undecided as to whether they should be more astonished
at the great kindness of the man or the forgetfulness of their
daughter, when there was a knock at the door, and at the
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expectant, "Here in," which fell from all lips, a young man
in traveling costume stepped in, followed by a servant with
Edith's trunk on his shoulder.
"Excuse me if I intrude," said the young man whom
Edith recognized with joyful surprise as her companion and
friend in need, "but I think I am correct in the supposition
that this trunk was not intentionally left at the depot?"
"Certainly not," said the father for his blushing daughter,
"but, indeed, sir, I do not know how we can thank you for
the trouble which you have already taken twice for this thought-
less child."
"There was very little trouble this time," laughed the
stranger. "The conductor who had taken the trunk without
a ticket, gave it to me without delay, and your address I got
even more easily by examining the trunk. I am delighted
to see it, with its very interesting contents, again in the posses-
sion of its owner, and wish you all a merry, merry Christmas!"
He bowed to them, and would have gone, but a quick
protest arose from every one.
"You cannot be rid of our thanks so easily as that," said
the father. "Is it not possible for you to spend an hour or
so in our company?"
"It would give us much pleasure," put in the mother,
"if you would spend the evening with us, unless you are ex-
pected elsewhere."
"No, indeed, I know no one here."
"0, then, stay with us," cried both parents.
"You haven't really seen our Christmas tree, yet," begged
Edith, while Karl took his overcoat, and Emma and Paul put
his suit case in one corner.
"But I fear such a stranger will disturb you?"
"You will soon see whether my children are so easily
disturbed in their Christmas happiness," said the mother,
smiling. And indeed an hour later when the young man sat
at the table on which the big bowl of punch steamed and looked
across at the bright faces it would have been impossible to
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feel like an intruder in such a kind circle.
"But, father," said Edith, when her mother had filled
the glasses, "you haven't told me yet how your patients are
getting along. Can't you leave them for today, and stay
with us?"
"I hope so," said he.
"On Christmas none ought to be sick," said Edith, and
every body joined heartily in this.
"Yes, that would indeed be best," said her father. "How-
ever, it has always happened that I have been called for very
seldom on Christmas eve. Indeed I can remember only one
time — and this one has afforded me one of my happiest mem-
ories."
"0, tell us, papa, tell us about it," cried the children — and
even his wife joined in.
"But you know the story already."
"That doesn't matter. I want to hear it again." She
stretched out her hand to him, he took it and turned to Ms
young guest: "If I was not afraid of trying your patience too
severely — " said he, but a glance at his face told him that he
was as interested as the children, so he began:
"It was Christmas eve, just twenty-five years ago today.
The year 1848 swept over Germany like a storm wind, bringing
misfortune to the people and the state. Many who were most
enthusiastic for freedom suffered for it in prison or exile. The
happiness of many families was wrecked, and the Christmas
angel could not make bright and happy many eyes, red with
weeping.
"Then, I was a young man just beginning to practice
medicine, and not knowing anyone, had to spend my Christmas
by myself. I sat alone in my room, looking out the window
across to the next house, thro' whose windows the light of a
Christmas tree streamed out. Every now and then the noise
of the merry-making came to me, and I had just begun to
feel lonely and homesick, when my door-bell rang. When I
opened the door I found a breathless man, who begged me to
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come as quickly as possible to the neighboring hotel, where a
lady had fainted, and could not be resuscitated. I hurried
over with him as fast as I could, and found there a slender
young woman, who lay on the bed with closed eyes and deathly
pale, but refined and noble face.
"On the edge of the bed was a fair-haired child of about
three, who wept and called his mother and begged her to open
her eyes. I lifted the little fellow off the bed, and put him
down on the floor. He just stood there, his big blue eyes fixed
on his mother's face. I did my best for her, and directly she
opened her eyes, but was too weak to speak. One look at her
pale cheeks and thin form told me that want of proper food
was the cause of her condition. I sent the girl out for wine
and soup, and saw with pleasure how quickly my patient
recovered when she and the boy had had enough to eat. When
I asked her the cause of her exhaustion, her pale cheeks grew
pink. 'I am accustomed to but a little to live on,' she began
slowly. 'I didn't want to use my pocket money — and — and — '
"And so she denied herself of the necessaries of life that
this little fellow might not want. She took the boy in her
arms and broke into sobs. I spoke to her as consolingly as
I could and finally she became calm again, and directly told
me of her own accord how she came to be in this situation.
Her husband had taken an active part in the revolution, was
imprisoned, and condemned to death. He had succeeded in
escaping, but in doing so was wounded so that he had to be
in hiding for a whole month. With unspeakable sorrow the
story was told — how he at last escaped to England, and from
there he wished to go to America, as soon as his wife and child
could come to him. The help which his wife had sent him
secretly while he was sick, and the unprofitable sale of his
property, were the reasons why she had for the present only
a very little money; and the privations she had imposed upon
herself, together with her anxiety for him had used up her
strength.
"I made her promise to do everything I prescribed for her.
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She tried to listen to my orders, but her attention was divided
between me and the little boy who had climbed up to her and
was whispering in her ear.
" 'What does the little fellow want?' I asked at last. She
hesitated.
" 'Santa Claus — I want Santa Claus to come,' cried the
boy. His mother smiled wearily, and pointed to a little
Christmas tree which with two candles, and a handful of nuts
and apples stood in the corner of the room.
' 'It is Christmas eve; I was fixing the little tree for him
when I was taken sick. You have already done so much for
us today, Doctor, won't you be so kind as to light the candles?'
" 'Indeed I will, willingly. But does Santa Claus bring
nothing?'
' 'No, he hasn't brought anything, and I did want a horse,
and a drum, and — '
' 'But, Alfred, you must try to be satisfied,' broke in his
mother; but just then a good thought struck me.
"I ran out to a toy store, bought a fine horse, a drum and
some tin soldiers, and hurried back. The joy which it gave
that little fellow to get those unexpected presents. I just
wish you could have seen it!
"Two days later the lady with the boy went on their way.
God grant that she safely reached her husband, and their new
home! I have never heard from them again."
The speaker was silent. Everyone had been so interested
in the story that no one had noticed their guest until now.
"You haven't finished your story," he began in a moved
voice.
All eyes turned to him.
"Not only did you give strength and health to a woman
sorely tried by fate, but you healed a sick heart, gave her faith
in mankind, and hope of a brighter future. But you were
not satisfied with just that; for when she anxiously asked for
the hotel bill she found it already paid by you, and when she
with tears of gratitude had taken leave, she discovered in her
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purse a little package containing a sum which made it possible
for her to make her journey without further privation or care."
"But, my dear sir," interrupted the father, astonished.
"How could you know this?"
"Let me continue. The woman took the money with
trembling hand and trembling heart, but she took it only as a
loan. She reached her new home safely, and God gave success
to her husband in his work, and happiness to their home. As
soon as it was possible she wrote to the man to whom she owed
so much, but the letter was returned from the dead-letter
office."
"I came at once from Breslau here," murmured the father.
"Since it was not possible for her to repay the kindness
to you yourself, it was done to others instead. No Christmas
has passed but some good was done in your name, and some
sorrowful heart filled 'with comfort, as you once filled hers."
"So she is living, and everything goes well?" asked he
again, in a moved voice.
"She lives, and has never ceased to bless you. God gave
her other children, and the Christmas eve is yearly celebrated
in the German custom. But among all the presents the time
brings none is viewed with more tender feelings than a little
old faded horse which stands every year under the Christmas
tree — the same little horse that once filled the heart of a child
with joy.
"And what has become of the boy?"
"He has grown to be a man — and now stands before you
to thank you for that kindness which you once did to his moth-
er." He bent over, and before the other could prevent it,
had raised his hand to his lips.
"I was on my way to Breslau," continued the young
man, when the first emotion was over," in order to make in-
quiry for my mother's benefactor. But I would hardly have
accomplished my errand so soon had not Miss Edith and her
trunk so kindly come to my assistance. These two alone we
have to thank for the unexpected meeting and the happy
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Christmas eve." : : : :
There is only a little more to our story now. One year
from the time of which we have just told, the family of the
political refugee again returned to their German home, from
which he was no longer an exile. They chose for their home
the city in which Edith's father lived. Between the two
families there grew a heartfelt friendship — most heartfelt be-
tween Alfred and Edith, who, when three years later, they
made their wedding journey, devoted their tenderest care to
an old leather trunk which had been the means of their first
acquaintance.
C, '09.
HOW THE THANKSGIVING TURKEY ESCAPED.
"Really, I do not know just how I am going to manage
the matter," said a fine looking young gobbler to a little black
hen. "If you remember, it was just about this time last
year when our good kind mistress cut my dear father's head
off and turned to me and said, 'Well, my friends will make
their next Thanksgiving dinner off of that young gobbler.'
I am almost afraid to come from under the house, and as for
sleep, that is unheard of, as I am so uneasy about my head.
Mrs. Hen, won't you please help me out by giving me some
of your good advice?"
"I regret very much, Sir Turkey, but as I was never
placed in such a position, I can render you no assistance."
And with that she ran away to get an apple core that the baby
had just thrown down.
"Quack! Quack!" said a little puddle duck in kind of
a soliloquy. "I will see that his head goes off, and I will
see that he is good and fat by the time."
Without saying anything more the little duck went up
to the distressed turkey and said very sympathetically: "My
dear and most beloved friend, I am so sorry that this great
trouble has come into your life, and as words of sympathy
will be idle and as nothing, I am going to console you, not
by expressing my deepest sympathy to you, but by giving
you some good advice. We know that if you stay here that
in less than a week your head will be chopped off at the root
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of that very oak. I advise you to go over to Farmer Jone's
corn-field and spend awhile. I will take pleasure in letting
you know when Thanksgiving is over."
"Good!" said the turkey. "Your advice is accepted,
and I thank you many times for delivering me from the sad
fate that overshadows me."
-MNext morning long before the sun peeped over the lulls,
if Mrs. Burns had been looking out of her window she would
have seen the young gobbler perched upon the back yard
fence giving a farewell address to his friends.
i^After feasting a week on Farmer Jones corn and peas,
the turkey grew so fat that he could hardly walk. While
eating he would have to sit down on Ms feet, the weight of
his body was so great he looked so lazy and moved so slowly
that people who saw him from the road thought he was sadly
diseased.
One afternoon the turkey was made to feel glad by hear-
ing his friend, the duck, coming down the road saying, "Quack:
Quack! Thanksgiving is over; you had better come back."
As they were going home the duck assured the turkey
that all immediate danger was over. "Ah!" said the duck
to himself, "I have carried out my plans. I have fattened
my enemy, and I shall laugh tomorrow when he is beheaded."
Mrs. Burns saw the young turkey moving around
very slowly, she thought he was sick, but when he refused
to eat chops she said she knew it. She told her husband
that the young gobbler had cholera and that she feared the
others might be taking it, and for that reason they would
not have any Thanksgiving dinner.
"Cheer up, dear!" said Mr. Burns. "Do not look on
the dark side that way. Let's have a duck dinner to our-
selves; really I would enjoy it more."
Without further ceremony they agreed to have the puddle
duck.
Tables are sometimes turned when we seek revenge
against our enemies.
M. N. C.
A FRIENDLY THEFT,
"I suppose none of you have heard that about half of
Mrs. Litchfield's chickens are missing this morning?" said
Mrs. Carter to the score of college students who were break-
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fasting in her well-ordered dining-room.
Twenty faces took on a look of sympathetic surprise
and on all sides were heard cries of "Is it possible!" "That's
too bad!" and "They were such pretty chickens." Let no
one say that the college boy has no sympathy for the unfor-
tunate, particularly for a bereaved owner of fowls!
Mrs. Carter understood, for her eyes twinkled as she moved
about the room looking after the wants of her various boarders.
Mrs. Carter and her table were famous, and every man of
her twenty was considered happy indeed to be one of that
select band. When one of them, however popular, had for
any reason to leave college, there was sure to be some one
on the campus who rejoiced in his misfurtone — the one who
got his place.
"The wonder to me," said Mrs. Carter this morning,
"is that my chickens are left unharmed. I suppose they'll
go finally, though," she added, "but I do wish I could pick
the ones to go."
"Do you mean to dress them for the thief?" asked one
of the boys innocently. "Wouldn't that be a lot of trouble,
Mrs. Carter?"
"0, you rascal," laughed Mrs. Carter. "Of course I
don't mean to dress them! But if I had to lose them, I'd
like the number to include some of the toughest in my lot,
just to make the thief appreciate the delicacy of the others,
you know. But I don't believe they could get my chickens,
for I'd be sure to hear them squawk. I think nothing short
of chloroform could keep me from hearing them and coming
to the rescue."
The talk turned to other subjects, and a little later the
dining room was clear again. Mrs. Carter spent the busy
day much as usual, hardly giving a thought to the theft of
the night before. Such occurrences were not unusual, and
Mrs. Carter still trusted to the popularity which had here-
tofore saved her from such pranks. If there was anything
mysterious in the behavior of her boarders she was enough
accustomed to it not to have her curiosity aroused. One
reason the boj 7 s liked her was that she did not pry into their
secrets.
The next morning she had arisen and was setting her
room to rights when Judy, the negro cook, put her head in
at the door.
"Fo' de Lawd's sake, Miss Ma'y," she cired, "what all
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dese chickens doin' out hyah on de po'ch?"
"What chickens? Where?" asked Mrs. Carter coining
to the door.
She followed Judy to the little porch back of the kitchen,
and the sight which greeted her eyes made her laugh till she
leaned against the wall for support.
Exactly thirty of her own cliickens lay wriggling on the
floor in a vain effort to free their feet from the cord that bound
them. All kinds were there, from her spring pullets to the
oldest of her hens, and to the leg of a big Wyandotte rooster
which lay chuckling discontentedly in their midst was tied
a piece of paper. She stooped and untied it, and the won-
dering Judy thought that this time she would never stop
laughing.
"Will the lady," ran the note, "kindly tag the chickens
she can best spare? The favor will be greatly appreciated.
"P. S. — Positively no chloroform used."
X. Y. Z.
ALMA MATER— MILLSAPS.
(Air "My Bonnie.")
1. All over the land of the cotton,
And down where the magnolias stand,
The fame of our dear alma mater
Is ringing far over the land.
Millsaps, Millsaps,
Millsaps College for me, for me.
Millsaps, Millsaps,
Millsaps College for me.
2. Her halls where our memories linger,
The friendships there made long ago,
The purple and white of her banner,
Are cherished wherever we go.
3. And when in the years of the future,
Fond memory turns to the past,
The days that we spent at old Millsaps,
Will yet be the brightest at last.
J. E. W.
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HARD LUCK.
Not a breeze was stirring. The sky was pale blue, dotted
with golden-edged, rosy-hued clouds as the setting sun cast
its slowly lengthening beams along the roadside and into
the woods beyond, splotching the foliage and tree trunks
with gold. The intermittent chirping of the cricket and the
harsh song of the locust, together with the throaty croak of
numerous frogs, and the occasional cry of the blue jay, were
the only sounds that broke the silence.
Suddenly the report of a gun startled the stillness. It
echoed back from the hills and rolled away through the river
bottom. The blue-jays began to clammer excitedly, while
the frogs lapsed suddenly into quiet.
Presently a figure could be seen moving in the semi-
darkness of the trees. As it emerged from the shadow, it
proved to be a young man, dressed in farmer's attire — a
large broad brimmed hat, rough blue shirt, corduroy trousers
tucked into a pair of leather leggings. In one hand he car-
ried a gun, while across his shoulders hung a well-filled game
bag. He walked over to the road, stood looking about for
a moment, then turned homeward, measuring the distance
along the road with long easy strides.
Some minutes later he turned and listened. Yes, that
was a wagon coming on behind. As it drew near him he saw
that it was Sam Floyd, a friend offhis, and a young woman
in a light buck-board. They came alongside and Sam, lifting
his hat, said: "Hello, John! Let me give a you lift," reign-
ing in his greys.
"Thank you, but I guess I'll foot it," replied the hunter,
reaching for his hat brim.^; "ft£ ■■# M i>
"Aw, come on. I want you to meet my cousin," urged
Sam.
No excuse was possible now. He was introduced to
"my cousin, Betty Saunders" as John McGann, and clambered
into the wagon, and took a seat on the end of the seat. Con-
versation was almost out of the question on account of the
noise made by the running buck-board, but enough remarks
were made to enable them to become somewhat acquainted.
They came to McGann 's home and stopped to put him out.
The usual invitations were given, and John promised to call
that night. M »$j» |*% %* l$W? - *■■
As they left him behind, Sam said to his cousin, "Now,
Betty, I want you to treat John McGann as nice as you know
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how. He's not so much on looks, but I never knew a nicer,
better fellow. He is the best friend I've got. I never
have found anything short about him."
At 7 o'clock John McGann was astraddle his best bay,
cantering along the five mile road to Floyd's. Riding up to
the gate, he threw the lines over a peg on the hitching post
and went in. Sam, his wife and little girl and Betty were
seated in the hall. They rose and greeted Sam cordially,
for as Sam said he was their best freind. For awhile they
had some fun, laughing, joking and bantering. Evidently
John was at home. After a time Sam got up and called
out, "Who wants some ice cream."
A chorus of "IV greeted his query.
"All right, mother," said he to his wife. "Let's get
some," and they went to the back of the house, the child fol-
lowing. John and Betty were left alone and could become
more familiar with one another.
At 10 John took his leave, with the promise to come
the next evening and take Betty to the river. This was the
first of many visits to the Floyd place. They hunted, fished,
rowed and rode together.
John began to build castles and in all of them Betty
was a prominent factor. That was in the period of his growing
fondness for her. All life was bright to him, for he thought
he could see signs that she regarded him in somewhat the
same way. His laughter was always heard, his smile was
ever present, and he was the merriest of the merry.
But by and by he began to detect a change in Betty's
manner. At first he tried, and did convince himself that
he was too critical, that there was no change. But there
could not long be any mistake. She had changed! He
-could not say how or when, but he felt the difference. Her
laugh seemed just as ready, her smile just as friendly and
she took part in his plans with the old heartiness and pleas-
ure. But there was slowly growing up an intangible barrier
between them. John could not fathom the source or cause,
but it made him miserable. He began to lose interest in
some other things. As time went on he grew melancholly
— he was afraid of himself for some inexplicable reason. He
feared that the fault was in himself; that he had done som e
thing bad, but he could think of nothing. He grew more
and more miserable. He could not conceal his feelings.
His friends began to question him, but to none would he give
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answer other than that he was not feeling well.
But he was not the fellow to let things continue thus.
He made up his mind to tell her his trouble, but as often as
the time came he let the chance slip. One day they rode
out to oversee the darkies at work upon a ditch, and as they
came back they stopped at a spring beside the road. They
sat down to — play mumble-peg. All at once John seized
her hand and poured out Ms whole soul in an ardent appeal.
He did not know what he said; all he remembered afterwards
was that she had said that she could regard him "only as a
friend." He had gone back home with her, and there left her.
He took his own horse home and spent the rest of the day
tramping about the woods. He returned tired and slept
only fitfully during the night. He had resolved to be a friend,
— nothing more.
When next he met Betty he wore a smile, and laughed
with something of Ms old boyishness. BeMnd all Ms gaiety
to her critical eyes he was Mding Ms disappointment and
wound. He tried to appear at ease, but more than once
Betty surprised Mm looking at her when he thought he was
unnoticed.
Betty's stay came to an end three weeks afterward, and
she returned to her home in a distant state. John went to
work then. He became known as one of the most hard-work-
ing and successful farmers in Ms section. But every one
noticed that he was never again the same free, happy-go-
lucky fellow of former days.
Five years later Betty again paid Sam Floyd a visit.
She was unmarried. So was John.
C. '07.
€kv tMillmm €xdlt$mn
Vol. 9. Jackson, Miss., December 1906. No. 3.
Published Monthly by the Students of Millsaps College.
W. A. "Williams Editor-in-Chief
L. K. Carlton Associate Editor
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Remittances and business communications should be sent to J. C. Rous-
seaux, Business Manager. Matter intended for publi-
cation should be sent to W. A. Wil-
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Subscription, Per Annum, $1.00. Two Copies, Per Annum, $1.50.
EDITORIALS.
FOOT-BALL ON THE CAMPUS.
It was evident in the opening days of the session that
the lethargic spirit of athletics which had so long slumbered
and slept would experience a renaissance. The results al-
ready achieved have exceeded the expectations of the most
sanguine. After the season was considerably advanced, Pro-
fessor Walmesly initiated a plan for the organization of
class foot-ball teams and arranged for a series of games.
Five teams were to be organized, one from each class of the
collegiate department, and one from the entire preparatory
department, and each of these five teams was scheduled to
play the other four teams two games each, thus making eight
games for each class and a total of twenty games for the
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series. The plan has accomplished its purpose. The classes
have all furnished creditable elevens, and from day to day
the campus has been the scene of various groups of players
composing the different teams zealously engaged in practice.
All the games have been largely attended, and each team
has had ardent partisans to cheer and encourage it. If the
partisan spirit has been excessive, and hasty and unfounded
accusations which reflect no credit upon those uttering them,
and should have been repressed, have been made against
the officials, it is conclusive proof that the interest manifested
is genuine and not artificial. This excessive spirit that gives
rise to rash talk will cease when we have had time to grow
accustomed to the new conditions and learn to take defeat
good naturedly. It is not definitely known yet winch class
will win the beautiful loving cup winch has been offered to
the class holding the highest percentage at the close of the
series, though it appears to lie between the Seniors and Juniors.
But it is not of so much importance who wins the prize, how-
ever much it may be coveted. That winch is of greatest
importance is that interest in athletics has been aroused;
that even with a late beginning we have enjoyed an interest-
ing and profitable season of foot-ball; and that if the move-
ment has been successful in the beginning it must be successful
in succeeding seasons. Also if we can organize foot-ball
teams we can the more readily organize base-ball teams,
and we can have a similar series of games of base-ball in the
spring.
THE "BOBOSHELA."
This year the Lamar and Galloway Societies have author-
ized the publication of an eight hundred dollar annual, and
are jointly responsible for that sum. The success of our
annual since the beginning of its publication has been a source
of pride, and it is recognized as one of the most creditable
representations of our college life. At the beginning of
the year the faculty selected Mr. A. L. Rogers as editor-
in-chief, and Mr. L. K. Carlton as business manager. Mr.
Rogers served as Art Editor last year, and Ms excellent work
for that department has everywhere excited favorable
comment, while Mr. Carlton is recognized among the fore-
most of our students, both for literary taste and business
ability. So with these gentlemen at the head of the staff,
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35
together with the liberal backing which the societies are
giving the success of the annual is assured. The students
have been liberal in their support in a financial way, the
number of subscribers already surpassing that of previous
years, but something besides financial support is needed.
Contributions in the form of stories, poems and drawings
are wanted and the work of the staff will be greatly facilita-
ted if the students will visit the photographer and have
their groups made as rapidly as possible.
Exams! Exams! !
Xmas! Home Folk! ! Sweethearts! ! ! !
Frank Starr Williams is dieting himself on brain food.
Some have hopes for him yet.
Mr. J. A. McKee, who has had charge of a church at Carroll-
ton since June, is with us again. "Mac" has returned to
complete his M. A. Degree.
The second attraction of the Lyceum course was the
lecture by Mr. George Waverly Briggs in the college chapel
Thursday evening the 13th. Quite a large audience greeted
Mr. Briggs and the delightful manner in which he handled
"The American Girl" fully sustains his reputation.
The foot-ball contest for the cup has reached a very
interesting stage. All of the scheduled games have been
played; the fact that three of the games resulted in a tie has
complicated matters. The official score is as follows:
Senior — Junior ......
Senior — Prep
Senior — Freshman
Senior — Soph
Junior — Soph
Junior — Prep
Junior — Freshman.
Freshman — Prep. .
Soph. — Prep
1st game
2d Game
15-5
0-11
5-0
15-0
6-0
17-0
6-0
28-0
0-0
12-5
22-0
0-0
6-5
0-0
0-0
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The Sophs disbanded when they had played three games
without registering a score. The loss by the Juniors of one
tie games would give the cup to the Seniors; otherwise another
game must be pulled off.
His friends will be glad to know that Bishop Galloway
has recovered from his recent serious illness.
We have been exceedingly fortunate in having with us
Bishop Hendrix who, while on a visit to Bishop Galloway,
came out and conducted devotional exercises. The entire
privileges of the rostrum were accorded him and he enter-
tained faculty, students, and friends with a most highly
interesting as well as beneficial talk.
W. P. Moore can be seen on his gallery almost any time
with his arms around a post. It is feared that he is getting
sentimental.
Mr. L. B. Robinson, Jr., after spending two weeks at
home on account of ill health, is with us again.
Briscoe, Osborne, Terrell, and Witt spent Thanksgiving
with home folk (?).
While repeating a line of French Mohler passed Janitor
Ackland, who said, "That's right, boys, cuss your teacher."
On the 8th the Belhaven and Jackson High School basket
ball teams met in contest on the former's grounds. The
Belhaven girls scored almost at will. The game was fine, but
by far the most interesting part to Milsapers was the recep-
tion that evening at the college in honor of the High School
team.
Drs. Murrah and Moore attended Conference during the
month.
To keep up with the general advancements of the college
we must have inter-collegiate games, especially baseball. ?
Dr. Murrah (in Psychology class( — Mr. Williams, what
does the author mean by cutaneous sensations?""
Williams — He means those sensations which are very
acute, I suppose.
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The Kappa Alphas entertained a number of friends at
a reception at their Chapter House on the 7th.
On the evening of the 14th the Alumni in town and active
members of the Kappa Sigma Fraternity entertained at a
banquet at the Edwards House.
King Haines Pullen who has been editing one of the
Havana dailies, was on the campus with club-mates during
the month.
That's all.
LITERARY DEPARTMENT*
The Fighting Chance.
It is to be hoped that in the "happy hunting ground"
prepared for popular writers, Mr. Chambers will have a corner
in which the smoke from the consuming newest books will
not be entirely suffocating. He is a popplar writer who has
a pleasing style and unique, original plots for Ms stories.
Nothing could be more absurd or improbable than Iole, yet
it is laughable and refreshing.
In the Fighting Chance he is unlike himself except in the
preposterousness of his love scenes. Especially ridiculous is
that kiss in the swimming pool. It takes a considerable
degree of poetic license to escape the fact that they must
have swallowed an amazing amount of water.
The Fighting Chance closely resembles Mrs. Wharton's
House of Mirth. Both tell of the same wicked rich. In the
House of Mirth there is no escaping, no outlook from the
sordidness that underlies the outward show. But in Mr.
Chambers' book the man who feels that he is the victim of
inherited waywardness and who is overcome by the desire
for strong drink is given a fighting change to save himself
and he does it. Stephen Siward is the head of an old Man-
hattan family that had lived in New York since there was
a New York. Siwards, good or bad, were accepted as a matter
of course. Most of them had been bad. Stephen Siward
is possessed with all the grace, good looks and recklessness
of his race. He had resolved that with him his family record
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should begin a new chapter, but his resolve is weakened by
the acceptance of a wager from some profligate with no redeem-
ing traits, that he would bring into his club a certain girl
so disguised as not to be discovered. In a saner moment
he had no intention of attempting it, but the girl, without
Ms knowledge carried out the dare, so that it looked as if
he had done so. This caused him to be expelled from two
of the most exclusive clubs of New York by Howard Quarrier,
a man who knew all the circumstances, but who cherished
an unreasonable antipathy for Si ward. Such a thing is not
easily forgotten, and it gave Siward an idea that there was
no escaping his doom.
A friend of Siward 's mother ignored the unfortunate
affair and invited him to a house party where he met Sylvia
Landis, who was engaged to Howard Quarrier, at the same time
the wealthiest, seemingly, the most cultured and most insipid
and wicked bachelor in New York. She beliveed that she
inherited the unconventionalities of her mother and grand-
mother, who had run away to marry. She consented to the
engagement with Quarrier that she might not be tempted to
anything else than a calm, conventional life. But she and
Siward met. It was a case of love at first sight, but she would
not consent to marry him. She even told him that she was
marrying Quarrier for his money; that it was money she wanted
and could not get along without. But she told him there
was a fighting chance for him to win her and that she wished
he would do it. And of course he won.
The Fighting Chance is not strictly a novel. There is
no development of character or ingenuity of plot, and it is
too refined in expression and too delicate in its thrusts to work
any good in changing the opinions and inclinations of the
luxurious idle class.
Our number of exchanges this month is larger than be-
fore. The matter, on an average, is decidedly better and shows
an increase in interest and attention over the preceding issues.
We gladly welcome some former exchanges whose absence
from our tables has been felt.
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We shall comment upon a few journals as extended
or thorough treatment of the many is impracticable.
Chief in interest is the University of Virginia Magazine.
It is one of the best we have reviewed. Poetry, good stories,
weighty matter all abound and are so arranged as to secure
the best results. The stories deserve special attention. They
are different from ordinary pieces in point of length, plot,
development and style. Why do we not find their equal in
our own magazine? Are we willing to admit that as writers
we are inferior to other student writers? Or do we lack
entuhsiasm and spirit to make the required effort? Though
we do not feel competent to write criticism upon any of the
three stories, "The Story of the Princess Nithe," "An Ad-
ventur in Bohemia," and "The Victim," we think that "The
Victim" deserves first place. The editorials are strong and
of practical importance.
The one story contained in the Mississippi College Mag-
azine merits some criticism. We think that the negro dialect
could have been improved. Unless one can impersonate
the old darkey pretty well, the attempted style results
in failure — there is an unnaturalness about it that
spoils the story even though the plot is excellent. That
is one of the tilings that must be done well to secure any
measure of success. Again the mere hearing of the story
would hardly produce such a marked effect upon the hearer
as that described. "America's Relation to Modern Progress"
is a creditable production. The editorials are up to the stand-
ard. The local department is good, giving evidence of prep-
aration and observance.
The November "Clionian" is fine. It has a strong essay
paper, "The Influence of Great Cities," in which the central
idea is the vast permanent influence exerted by cities, the
causes cited and ending with a delineation of the proper
measures to be pursued and a plea for better administration
of municipal power. The whole people must be enlightened
for the urban population is rapidly increasing. Then this
enlightened public opinion and quickened social conscience
must be applied to the national life. Good municipal in-
fluence depends upon good administration and good admin-
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istration upon the application of Christian forces and Christian
methods.
"A Man's Side of It" is a quaint story of very unusual
character. We inquire, with the author, at its conclusion,
"Who blames the poor man for fainting?" We had no idea
that girls could or would subject a poor bashful man to such
persecution!
We like the stories, "Betty's Excuse" and "Why We
Believe in Ghosts" in the Spectator. The article entitled
"Poetry — A Criticism of Life" is very good. The writer is
evidently pretty well acquainted with her subject.
We await the conclusion of "Pearl Monette" in the Re-
view and Bulletin.
I.
It is 10 p. m. They are seated in the parlor.
"No," she says, bowing her head, "Pa says I am too
young to be engaged."
II.
It is just 1:30 a. m. They are still in the parlor.
Suddenly from somewhere above, a gruff voice shouts,
"Henrietta, if that fellow stays a little longer you'll be old
enough to accept him proposal." — Ex.
"Hello, Jack! Is Tommy in the house?"
"Course he is; don't you see Ms shirt on the line?" — Ex.
Professor — What did the monks do to promote husbandry?
Student — I didn't know they were allowed to marry,
Professor." — Ex'
A fly and a flea in a flue
Were imprisoned. Now what could they do?
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41
Said the fly, "Let us flee."
"Let us fly," said the flea.
So they flew through a flaw in the flue. — Ex.
A Summer Romance.
Summer maiden, full of fun —
Summer fellow — Chapter One!
Moonlight evening, naught to do-
Tender Topics — Chapter Two!
Sparkling diamond — Love will be
Ever cherished — Chapter Three!
August passes, Girl no more —
Likewise Diamond — Chapter Four:
Young man wakens, heart to mend,
Love next season? No! the end!
We have received during the month: Mississippi College
Magazine, Whitworth Clionian, Review and Bulletin, Ran-
dolph-Macon Monthly, College Reflector, Vox Weslyana, The
Spectator, Shorter College Chimes, Emory and Henry Era,
Columbia Collegian, University of Virignia Magazine.
Y. M. C. A. D E P A R T M E N T.
The Southwestern Students Conference convenes Decem-
ber 28 to January 6. There will attend delegates from the
colleges of Texas, Oklahoma, Indian Territory, Arkansas,
Louisiana, Mississippi and part of Alabama, secretaries in
charge being W. P. Weatherford and R. M. Harper. The
Student department of the International Committee of Young
Men's Christian Association will have direction with the co-
operation of the State Committees.
"Its well known purposes is to deepen the spiritual life
of students, to train them for leadership of the organized
Christian work in their institutions and to open up to them
opportunities for Christian service after leaving college."
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Such gatherings are of great value in promoting efficient
religious work among students. The best methods and agen-
cies for effecting religious work and bringing about results
will be considered and impressed upon the delegates. Some
of the conspicuous speakers expected on the platform are
Bishop Seth Ward, of Nashville, Clayton S. Cooper, of New
York, Dr. J. W. Millard, of Atlanta. Both lecturers and
instructors selected with this end in view, are capable of
helping students to grapple with the problems met with in
their Associations.
Nothing is worth more to the Association than a good
leadership. The Association can hardly grow enough leaders.
It must make some. Able and representative men have been
chosen as delegates or at least they are capable of being
developed into leaders. The Association must keep in touch
and abreast with the best movements obtaining for forwarding
its interests. Every delegate owes it to himself to get all
he can out of the Conference; he owes it to the Association
to bring back and to do for the Y. M. C. A. all he can. We
have a right to expect something from every one of them
—not merely a report of the Conference. We want them
to come back full of the spiritual feast. They will conserve
the animation and potency of the Conference and impart
the same unto us, thus transmitting its spiritual impetus
and influence to our entire members hip.
The usual meetings have been ordinary in interest and
attendance. It is our policy to have some men from town
to speak occasionally; also members of the faculty. At one
meeting Dr. Moore and Dr. Sullivan helped out the leader
by saying some things on the way we may bear one another's
burdens in the college life.
At the regular business meeting the report of the Bible
Study Committee showed a decrease in attendance, but of
those coming regularly an increase in interest. The report
of the Missionary Committee was indicative of better work.
The Devotional Committee has procured a supply of new
song books which will attract our members, and perhaps,
serve as a stimulus to all. Delegates to the Ruston Confer-
ence were selected as follows: Backstrom, McKee, Murrah,
Brown, Bright, Guinn, Mullins, Ruff, R. H., Moore, W. P.,
Currie, Rousseaux, Kirkland.
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The timely words of Dr. Peabody are well worth noting:
"In many respects the college life of today is far superior
in its standards to the life of former days. There is less
immorality; there is less drunkenness; there is more interest
in philanthropy, more religious enthusiasm; but in two respects
we linger. We are not honest in studies; we are not honest
in athletics. The statement looks ugly set down in black
and white, but it is true. It is not yet recognized that it is
as bad for a student to lie to a teacher as for a teacher to
lie to a student; that a man who gets marks in examination
through cheating is doing the same kind of tiling as the clerk
who gets money by cheating his employer."
The members of the Association could help train men in
habtis of integrity which would tell through life.
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Vol. 9. Jackson, Miss., January, 1906. No. 4.
IN DEFENSE OF ANDREW JOHNSON.
(Delivered by E. G. Mohler, in the Senior Contest, 1906.)
A retrospective view into the history of our country reveals
some marvelous and interesting facts. To study leisurely
successive periods in the development of any country in the
light of the present historical knowledge and methods enables
us to see events as they actually occurred. Historians of
today see things different from those of yesterday. Those of
yesterday wrote of the indestructibility of States while those
of today tell us that when the Confederate Soldiers laid down
their arms and returned home, that "sovereignty" passed from
the hands of the people to the United States Government,
and that it was to be upheld by those who furnished the men
and the money for the conflict; and that this "State Sover-
eignty" — cherished so fondly by every true American — is no
longer a reality, but only a memory.
Thus we see as time goes by truth and light dawn upon us,
changing materially preconceived ideas and fixed opinions.
"Time is Old Justice, that examines all offenders,"
and now since the veil has been lifted by the lapse of time,
since the fog of prejudice has disappeared — we can see facts as
they never appeared to us before. We are made to under-
tand that all history is not true; that historians in recording
events were influenced by environments peculiar to their
surroundings; and that on account of these environments they
were not able to rise above prejudice, hatred and even malice
and give to the world truth untarnished.
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We believe, however, in justice and fairness to ourselves
and posterity, and in justice to those men who gave their lives
in the making of this great commonwealth, we cannot afford
to let these untruths and false impressions concerning the
events of our country and her individuals pass unchallenged.
"Truth is violated by Falsehood, and it may be equally out-
raged by Silence."
There is no person in the history of our civil strife who
has suffered more unjustly and more touchingly, from this
source, than Andrew Jonson, the Seventeenth President of
the United States.
When truth finds its way to the hearts and minds of men,
when we know the efforts put forth and the sacrifices made
in defense of our National Constitution and in behalf of the
defenseless South, we will place this man, without hesitancy
and with a sense of gratitude, among the greatest of our dead.
This man is he who has suffered forty years of silent neglect,
the man who pardoned and released over forty-seven thousands
Southern soldiers who were incarcerated in Northern prisons.
As now revealed by truth the entire Union, and especially
the South, owes to Mr. Johnson a great debt of gratitude, and
should justice be done a monument will be built to Ms memory
such as few men in our history deserved.
A short account of Mr. Johnson's executive battles and
the condition of our country, at the time he assumed the
reins of government, will place this man in the proper attitude
before the people and will doubtless make us understand and
appreciate Ms invaluable services.
A great and bloody war had just ended. The South had
staked her all, lives and fortune, upon a principle and lost.
The four years' struggle with its hopes and fears was beMnd us;
defeat, with all its sigmficance, was before us; everywhere
devastation and desolation met the eye; there was mourmng
tMoughout the SoutMand — thousands of widows with their
cMldren were left helpless and penmless; poverty confronted all.
TMs is a dismal picture. The result of one of the hardest
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fought wars of the century; the reminiscences of tins war
are unpleasant, but the reminiscences of another struggle
strike deeper to the core. Had peace really come with the
cessation of hostilities upon the battle-field, the darkest page
in the history of our country would not have been, and the
Mason and Dixon line would have ceased to be. Another con-
flict which was to determine the validity of our Constitution
and the destiny of the South began in 1865 between the Legis-
lative and Executive departments.
Our National Assembly was composed principally of two
classes of men: Negro-philes, who on abstract grounds of hu-
mane equality and natural rights, demanded full political
privileges for the negro; and secondly, partisan politicians who
viewed the elevation of the blacks mainly as a means of hu-
miliating the South and maintaining the existing supremacy
of the Republican party. Men of such type as Thaddeus
Stevens, Sumner, Philips and Howard, who by their inhuman
and nefarious deeds lowered the standard of our legislative
department and made it evident that all Americans are not
great just because America is a great nation.
Revenge and a desire for robbery and oppression seemed
to have characterized their every act; malignity was apparent
in every measure proposed. They remind one of ravenous
wolves around the carcass of the newly-slain prey. Arrayed
on the other side, on the side of justice, as a champion of our
Constitution, a friend of the South, an advocate of a speedy
and merciful re-adjustment of civil affairs was Andrew John-
son. The magnitude of the issues involved, and the power
placed in his hands by his unexpected position, caused men
from both North and South to turn their eyes upon Mm with
apprehension. There was reason for fearing this man. His
political views and social standing had rendered him obnoxous
to the aristocrats of the South, and not only did they look upon
him with contempt but they never lost an opportunity to
humiliate Mm. Therefore, had malice and a desire for revenge
dominated Ms life, the horrors of reconstructions would have
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been increased ten-fold; had he been an unscrupulous character
a man of personal ambition, as some historians would have us
believe, he would have used this unusual opportunity in making
us drink the very dregs of humiliation, and furthermore, had
he united himself with the Radicals of the North his election
in 1868 would have been assured, and his political career a
sinecure.
The men of the South with intense anxiety wondered if
this man, not a slave-holder himself and not of the blue blood
of the South, recently placed in authority, would uphold the
Constitution and see justice done them in their hours of defeat
and helplessness; or would he unite with the negrophiles of
Congress in their ruthless and dishonorable efforts of destruc-
tion. Was it possible for him to eliminate those natural
prejudices aroused by social neglect which he had suffered at
the hands of the Old South? Could he blight his political
future for the sake of principle and justice?
Let facts so long held in obscurity and unwritten on ac-
count of prejudice answer these questions. The first act of
the dramatic scene between Congress and the new president,
was, Who had the authority to reconstruct the South? Mr.
Johnson held it that was the function of the executive depart-
ment; Congress held the opposite opinion. This august
body, glorious in its victory, intoxicated with the idea of
revenge, was determined to disrobe the President of all power
that would arrest them in their wild scheme of reconstruction.
Mr. Johnson had demanded the immediate restoration of the
seceded states to their former rights in the Union under the
Constitution with amnesty for all past political offenses, and
the regulation of the elective franchise in the different states
by their citizens. He denounced the Radical party for its
disregard of rights and its unparalleled oppression and tyranny,
that marked its unchecked career. He declared their re-
construction schemes to be unconstitutional, revolutionary
and void.
The next question involved was the plan of reconstruction
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and the status of the eleven states in regard to their relation
to the Union. Congress held that at the close of the war
the people of the rebellious states were found deprived of all
civil government, that the de facto government set up by the
rebellion was illegal and the Southern states were simply dis-
organized communities and subject only to military dominion.
Mr. Johnson's views were altogether different and far more
just and reasonable. His cardinal doctrine was the indestruct-
ibility of the states either by their own acts or the acts of the
United States Government. He declared that the war had been
waged by the North for the avowed purpose of suppressing an
insurrection of individuals and with no idea of interfering
with the rights of the states, that the rebellion had been put
down and that hostilities had ended, and all that was necessary
for the Southern states to do was to repudiate the act of seces-
sion, swear allegiance to the National Constitution and take
their place again in the Union in pursuit of peace and happiness.
This convincing argument based upon international and
constitutional law had no weight with Congress, which in Mr.
Johnson's own words, "was laboring more assiduously to destroy
the fundamental principles of government than were the
leaders of the Confederacy."
If Mr. Johnson was incorrect in his plan of reconstruction,
so was Congress, the Supreme Court, and Mr. Lincoln. It
is a well known fact that these three departments of Govern-
ment held the same view prior to Mr. Johnson's inauguration.
It is only necessary here to call attention to four bills which
Congress proceeded to enact as law over the President's veto:
the Freedman's Bureau bill, Reconstruction, Civil Rights and
Tenure of Office bills. The Freedman's Bureau bill was vetoed
by the President with the contention that it was a war measure
and that the authority of the United States Government was
not disputed in any part of the Union. He called attention
to the army of officers the proposed law would create and the
enormous expense it would entail. This was a magnanimous
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stroke of kindness in favor of the South. There are no crimes
recorded in modern history that compares with the atrocities
thrust upon us at the hand of the scalawags and carpet-baggers
from the North. It was the presence and deeds of these
unscrupulous negrophiles that exasperated the Southern people
and added shame and disgrace to the name of our nation. They
kept the negro in idleness, beggary and unrest and made him
a constant source of danger to the life and property of the
whites.
Next the Civil Rights bill became a law. The aim and
purpose of this bill in the abstract was to secure supremacy
and so-called protection for the blacks by military authority.
In commenting on this bill, Mr. Burgess, a Northern historian,
says, "At first sight the provisions of this bill appear out of all
relation to our constitutional system. Never before was Congress
known to arrogate to itself the power to regulate the civil
status of the inhabitants of a state." I quote Mr. Burgess to
show Congress' disregard for the Constitution, and to justify
Mr. Johnson for placing his veto upon it.
Then followed the Reconstruction bill which was the most
brutal measure ever introduced in a congress of the United
States. There was hardly a line in the entire bill which would
stand the test of the Constitution. It went on to enact that
the so-called Confederate states should be divided into five
military divisions, subject to the military authority of the
United States. It was tills measure that deprived the South-
erners of the right of the writ of habeas corpus and trial by jury
— a Constitutional violation because the Constitution forbids
tliis to be done except in time of war or public danger.
Hand in hand with this bill the Tenure of Office bill
became a law, the purpose of which was to limit the cus-
tomary power of the President over the civil official system.
It was an unwarranted encroachment upon the Constitutional
prerogative of the executive. It was a fiery missile hurled
indirectly at the South and directly at the president.
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In his vetoes upon these measures Mr. Johnson used the
most convincing argument, pleading with Congress to check
its career of insanity and national disgrace. "To the publicist
and historian of this day his contentions are masterpieces of
political logic, constitutional interpretation and official style."
No good political scientist, and no sound Constitutional lawyer,
will at this day disagree with the President, and, it is very
difficult to understand how the great leaders of the Republican
party could, at that day, have differed with him. Thus we
see that Congress did not and would not listen to reason. The
hand of the victor was upon the throat of the victim; Mr.
Johnson fought untiringly — for with him there was a principle
involved; with him it was better to be disloyal to his party
than dishonest to his principle. Above all, he was an Amer-
ican. While President, he vetoed more bills than any three
of his predecessors together. The estrangement between the
two departments became more imminent and the battle more
intense. Then came his impeachment and trial, which was
nothing more than our Constitution on trial. The express
purpose of the Constitution is to keep the executive and
legislative departments distinct and independent. Mr. John-
son's real offense was that he did not submit his independent
judgment to the ruling laws of Congress, as led by Stevens and
Sumner, and become a blurred tool in their hands. Had he
been convicted our Government would have lost its balance-
power and we would now have an English Parliament in which
the executive is a mere instrument of the legislature and could
be removed on account of any sudden whim.
Andrew Johnson did in 1868 for our country what Andrew
Jackson did in 1832; both of them stood in the breach against
the most dangerous and subtle attack ever made on the original
frame of the Constitution of our fathers. No greater endorse-
ment could be asked than Mr. Johnson received, when his
successor, Gen. Grant, demanded the repeal of those uncon-
stitutional bills and forced Congress to his terms.
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With these facts before us we are forced to conclude that
Mr. Johnson has not only suffered unjustly on account of false
impressions made by incredulous and irresponsible historians,
but that also Ms administration was a life-work worthy of the
respect and gratitude of every loyal American Citizen.
It is gratifying to learn that a bill has been recently in-
troduced in Congress proposing the erection of a magnificent
monument to mark the spot of his hitherto neglected grave;
and it is no fond dream that the day is not far distant when
we shall see in many Southern cities, monuments to the courag-
eous hero who alone defied the violence of a frenzied Congress
and offered himself as a sacrifice for a suffering section.
PETER FAGAN.
One cool, crisp evening John Standon, Bob Walton, and
Jack Linsley were all seated in front of the fire in Bob's room.
They had collected to read Latin. Bob's room was a favorite
resort for all those who want to read Virgil, not because he
was well furnished with "ponies" for Bob always traveled on
foot in Latium, but because Bob was a good natured, easy-
going sort of a fellow and always read the classics to them while
they sat around. On this evening, the lesson was rather long,
but after a few remarks about the length of the lesson, Bob
began the reading. He read away for a few minutes and then
drawled out, "Boys, ain't this Latin hard?" Jack replied by
saying, "Dr. Findley is a humdinger anyway." John, who had
lighted a cigar braced his feet firmly against the wall and said,
"Boys, this is a good cigar."
Finally, the reading was completed and then the next
thing which came in the natural order was to say a few things
about Dr. Findley and his all-persistent habit of giving such
long lessons. But after this preliminary they struck on a
lighter vein and indulged in telling a few jokes. After each
had had his turn at telling jokes, Bob spoke up and said:
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"Jack has always been our literary genius, and I don't
think we can afford to let this meeting break up without first
hearing a story from him."
Jack pleaded that his supply of stories was exhausted
and tried to beg off, but when he saw hair brushes and razor-
straps brought into play he lost no time in consenting to their
wishes.
"There is one story," he said, "which I think I have never
told here:
"A few years before the Civil war there were three children
who grew up together in the same village, Rodley Evans, the
rich merchant's son, Gertrude Render, the pride of the village,
and Peter Fagan, a husky farmer boy. They were all great
friends and many an afternoon did they spend in rambling
over the banks of the little stream which flowed by the village,
listening to the birds as they sang and gathering such wild
flowers as the meadows brought forth. Gertrude was the centre
of theiraffections and always received the greater part of the
flowers which they gathered.
"Thus they grew up and after a while their childish affec-
tions ripened into love. Gertrude began to look more favorably
upon Peter. Peter's father died and left him a small amount
of money, and he immediately entered the village school, of
which also Gertrude was a student. Rodley went to work
in his father's store. Rodley watched them on many an after-
noon as they went home from school, for they had to pass by
the door of the store. Rodley's hope began fading, but he
did not envy his successful rival. One afternoon as he looked
out from the|store door and saw them coming he saw his
fate in their faces.
"A few weeks after this some of the Southern states
seceded, and the next morning after the receipt of the news
the village school-master was surprised as he neared the school
building to see the Confederate flag floating above it. He
turned to Peter and asked, 'What are we going to do with this
thing?'
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" 'I do not know what others are going to do with it,'
said Peter, 'but as for me, I am going to enlist under it and
fight under it.'
"Peter's patriotic words burned in upon the school-master's
soul. He pondered them all day and all night; the next morn-
ing when he reached the school house he arose and said: 'Since
the Confederate flag was raised above our school building, I
have decided to cast my fortune with her interests and fight
for her cause, and now if there are any among my pupils who
would like to go also, while I call the roll answer I to your name.'
Then he took up the roll and began to go down it in alpha-
betical order, but no response came until he called Peter Fagan's
name, and with a clear boyish voice, he answered, 'I.'
"That evening Peter and Gertrude walked home with
heavy hearts, for Peter was to leave for the front the next
morning. They did not talk much for they were too much
engrossed with the events of the day. When they reached
Gertrude's home he paused to tell her good-bye. She clung
to his hand and said, 'I can hardly endure to see you leave,
but you are going to write as often as you can, aren't you?'
Peter nodded his assent, and was soon out of sight.
"The next morning he was off to the front. He soon
reached the army in Northern Virginia and was with that
division in most of its great battles, until finally he was en-
camped at Fredericksburg. All this time he had kept up a
constant correspondence with Gertrude. While at Fredericks-
burg, Peter got a letter breaking their engagement and giving
no reason whatever. It was a great shock to him, and he wrote
letter after letter, yet no answer came. Then he braced up
and determined to shake all his affections off. But somehow,
the haunts of his boyhood days now had no charms for him;
but he served on until the war was over, being conspicuous in
more than one battle. When the war had ended, he went to
California and soon acquired a considerable amount of property
by trading in gold lands.
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"Years afterwards, a sudden desire seized upon Mm to
go back to the scenes of his childhood. He did not want to
be recognized, so decided to disguise himself as a tramp and
visit the home of his childhood. The journey did not take
long, and arrayed as a tramp he was soon nearing Ms old home.
"About dark one night he came to a farm house and
stopped to seek lodging for the night. On being told that he
could stay he walked in and immediately recogmzed the man
of the house as Tom Barker, whom he had known as a boy.
Their conversation immediately drifted to the affairs of the
village. On hearing the name of Rodley Evans, he asked a
few general questions about the family. Tom seemed in a
particular talkative attitude tMs evemng and soon gave him
the whole Mstory of the Evans family. He told him how
Rodley had gone to the front and made a good soldier, coming
back to find that Ms father's entire fortune had been swept
away. Then he took up the story of Rodley's marriage, how
he had wooed Gertrude and she had consented only after she
had kept him waiting for years; how they had lived happily
and now a bright little girl of five summers adorned their home.
"Answering to an inquiry whether or not Gertrude had had
another sweetheart, he said: '0, yes, before the war broke out,
a farmer boy named Peter Fagan had been engaged to her,
but he went to the war, and after he had gone her mother set
her heart on breaking the engagement in order that she might
marry Rodley. WMle Peter was at Fredericksburg, the mother
wrote to him imitating Gertrude's handwriting and broke the
engagement, and bribed the postmaster not to let any letters
pass between them. Gertrude waited for years for Mm to
return, and probably thinking Mm dead, she married Rodley,
who was now in moderate circumstances.'
"The next morning Peter started for the old Evans'
homestead, but did not reach it until about four o'clock in the
afternoon, although it was only a few miles. He found Ger-
trude sitting on the front porch gazing out upon the Mgh rail-
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road trestle in front of the house. He approached her and
asked if he could get something to eat. She was not in the
habit of turning anybody away, but this afternoon she was
not feeling well, and replied that she had nothing prepared.
"Just then she heard a whistle blow around the curve,
and glancing that way she saw her little daughter on the middle
of the trestle, 'My child! my child!' she cried. The next mo-
ment the tramp was hurrying toward the trestle as fast as he
could run. He snatched a rope from a gate-post as he ran,
and reaching the child, tied the rope about her waist and sus-
pended her beneath the trestle. Glancing back toward the
house, and seeing that escape was impossible, he leaped from
the trestle to the stony ground far below. The citizens flocked
to the scene and after taking the little girl in safety from the
trestle, gathered up the tramp's lifeless body and carried it
back to the house of Rodley Evans, and there placed it on a
couch.
"On his person was found a card bearing the name, 'Peter
Fagan' and a will which transferred the greater part of his
wealth to Gertrude and Rodley.
"The next day at Ms funeral the little village had never
seen such a concourse of people."
The story now being finished, John threw his cigar stump
into the fire, saying as he did so that it was a good cigar and sug-
gested to Jack that it was time to go. "F."
"THE SMALL COLLEGE."
In the January number of the Methodist Review, there is
an article on the "Small College" — a subject of present interest
to many students, because there are very few big colleges in
the South. Besides, it is valuable because it elucidates the
question lurking in the minds of many, "Wouldn't it be much
better for me if I were in some big university?" I doubt that
it would. This fact is frequently overlooked. The mediocre
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student (and this term includes a very large majority) has
better chances for preferments in the ordinary college than in
the large college — such preferments as to speak on class and
inter- collegiate contests, to be foremost in literary societies
and athletics, to participate in editing the college weekly and
monthly magazines and annuals. The big university can give
posts of honor to but few of the many meriting men. And
these things, outside of the college curriculum, count wonder-
fully in one's educational development, for the strength of the
average student is drawn out through the opportunity afforded
in various lines for him to test and show himself; even if oppor-
tunity does not make the man, it at least lends to self-making.
Then the ingenious student has a splendid opening to shine,
for he has little rivalry and competition.
In reviewing this article, I would call attention to some
important points: First, a misapprehension of education on
the part of some. "Education is simply the developing of
those faculties winch are in the mind in such a manner that the
educated man is fitted for the life which he is to live." Again,
"a real education can be attained only by a training of the
mind and heart that will not only bring about close, accurate
thinking but will translate that thinking into terms of living
force that will change the lives of those coming into contact
with the educated man."
Secondly, the small college, that is, one having about two
or three hundred students of college grade and a faculty of at
least seven men doing special work, gives better class instruc-
tion because the classes are not so large and because the pro-
fessor knows personally each class. The true teacher presents
a subject as adapted to the individual classes. Between the
teacher and the class there is a reciprocal influence of their
personalities, upliftnig to the students and encouraging to
the teacher. Besides being their instructor in the lecture
room, he is often "a personal friend and elder brother" to
the young men under his charge, to advise them on any question
and help in any way he can.
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Thirdly, the social relations of the students are better
because they become well acquainted with one another; but
one can never know personally the student body of a crowded
college. "The social influence is one of the formative elements
in a college life, and the man who knows two hundred average
college men well enough to be a power among them, is going
to be a power in the world."
Fourthly, a better oversight as regards morals. Amid
college temptations ever present, the young man, intimate
with a goodly number of associates and acquainted with all
his fellow students, and feeling that the professors are his
friends, can more surely and easily keep, or regain, "the white-
ness of Ms soul," than the one who is "a single unit in a mul-
titude and who feels in his loneliness that no one cares for
him." "Is it not from personal influence, personal knowledge,
and personal contact, there comes the inspiration to a higher
life?"
In commenting on this article, the editor, Dr. Gross Alex-
ander, says:
"Professor Walmsley, of Millsaps College, has done a
needed service in taking up Ms pen in defense of the small
college. In these days of big fortunes, big universities, big
endowments, big professors, big numbers of students, we are
apt to be dazzled by all these bignesses until we think little
or nothing of anytliing that is not big.'
"But Professor Walmsley shows conclusively that there
is not only a place but a necessity for the small college. He
shows that these small colleges do more for the creation of
manhood and character than the big universities do."
Personal religion is the surest basis for molding solid moral
character. As respects Christianity, the small colleges do not
hesitate, as the great universities do, to implant and impart
the great Christian principles. Hence, the small college does
more for the student than the crowded university. So the
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intelligent father, wishing the most for his son, is sure to get
value received for the money spent on him in a good small
college; for it purposes to give both ample knowledge and
Christian character.
J. R. B.
FROM A COFFIN TO SUCCESS.
Two summers ago I was spending the night at a hotel in
an Alabama City where several railroad officials were stopping.
After supper we repaired to the veranda where we were delight-
fully entertained by the stories of the railroad men. All of
them except one had related a story. There was a call for
a story from him and after some hesitation, he related the
following interesting story.
"You see this pin," he said, taking a large coffin-shaped
pin from his tie and passing to the man nearest him, "that
pin commemorates one of the most memorable events of my
life, for it recalls an incident in which I saw another side of
the life of my college chum, George Davenport.
"It was in the fall just after the G. P. road had been
completed through Mississippi. The country was not thickly
settled and therefore it was only in the larger towns that the
services of more than one man were needed. I happened to
be agent and operator at one of the smaller towns and on
account of the nature of my duties, slept in my office. For
nearly a week the weather had been very disagreeable; and
on tins day in particular, the rain had been falling almost in-
cessantly. Towards night it had grown colder and sleet
mingled with rain could be heard beating against the window
panes. I was glad that it was such a stormy night for I felt
sure that there would be no one to disturb me.
"I had received notice that I was expected to receive
orders for a special pay-car which was to be run from
Birmingham. It was due at twelve o'clock, so I arranged
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my cot and retired early. I had not been asleep long before
I was aroused by a violent knocking at the door. Arising and
unlocking it, I found a party of five, one lady and four men.
The men were bearing a huge box which I supposed contained
a coffin. I invited them in and had them place the coffin
in the corner.
"Why didnt' you wait until in the morning?" I asked
"There is no train until in the morning at nine o'clock."
' 'We didn't know that and this old woman wanted to be
sure to get her son back to Alabama for burial in the morning.
Mister, you'd be mighty accomerdatin' ef you'd let her stay
in here since she'd be afeard in the waitin' room.' I consented
to let her remain in my office and the men passed out.
"As soon as the men were gone, I directed a somewhat
curious gaze upon the old woman. Her stooping form and
faltering step impressed me with the fact that she was very old,
although I could not see her face. She wore a large loose
cloak, and a huge black bonnet which made it impossible
to get a view of her countenance. I also noticed that she
more an immensely large 'man's boot' but I supposed that
it was on account of poverty. After seeing all these things,
I concluded that she was a poor and friendless old woman
whose only support had been taken away.
"Being of a sympathetic nature and wishing in some
way to cheer her, I tried to engage her in a conversation, but
failed. Determined to make her as comfortable, as possible,
I asked her to draw nearer the fire and to lay aside her cloak
and bonnet, since they were very wet. She drew nearer the
fire but did not lay aside either the wet cloak or the bonnet.
"I soon observed that she preferred to remain undisturbed,
so I lay down across the cot. I had been lying there long
enough to be asleep, had it not been for the peculiar terror
which stole over me, due I suppose to the nearness of the
coffin. While thus lying and thinking of the eccentric old
woman, I suddenly looked up and caught her gazing directly
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at me. I had never seen any feminene countenance that so
much resembled that of a man! I tried to get another look,
but failed.
"I turned my back upon my mysterious companion and
began to snore loudly, at the same time watching every move-
ment of her shadow. For some time I had been watching the
shadow, but had not seen it move in the least; suddenly I
heard a slight noise as of someone clearing his throat, and
then the shadow turned. It was evident that she was looking
towards the coffin. In a minute the shadow resumed its for-
mer position. Everything was silent for awhile, but again I
heard the noise. This time it was much louder than before.
I began to think that there was some mystery connected with
this old woman and the coffin. Moving restlessly, I secured
my revolver from the head of my cot and again commenced
snoring and watching. But despite all these things, my sus-
picion was soon to be allayed. About forty-five minutes
before the special was due, she arose and going to the coffin,
knelt down and commenced to mutter something unintelligible
to me. I was filled with shame, for I had suspected an honest
and grief-stricken mother of being a villain in disguise. While
I lay there condemning myself for being so suspicious, she
arose and slipping a revolver from beneath her cloak, advanced
towards where I was lying. I still held my revolver, so I
shot her down before she had advanced four steps. I then
turned and threw my revolver upon the man who was emerging
from the box. Approaching him, I discovered that it was my
old chum, George Davenport.
"Just then there was a surge at the door. A second surge
brought it down, and the four men who had borne the coffin
into my office, entered. What was I to do! Would my old
friend, Davenport, assist me? While these questions were
passing through my mind, Davenport had secured the old
woman's pistol and covered them! They were so badly con-
fused that we captured them without a fight; we disarmed
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them, tied them and soon they were on their way to jail, for
we sent for the marshal, and he with a posse of citizens secured
a hand-car and started for the nearest county-site.
"Davenport and myself had hardly spoken but as soon as
the prisoners were gone, we came together in my office. He
said that he wanted an opportunity to explain before I con-
demned him. The reason that he had entered into this, he
said, was that he had started on a journey to the West and
had been robbed. Rather than return, he had agreed to assist
in robbing the special in order to get money to continue his
journey.
I believed his story and after giving him a scathing rebuke,
advanced enough money to carry him to Ms place of destina-
tion! After a time he returned the money which I advanced
and in addition, this pin. He is now one of the wealthiest
wheat-farmers in Kansas."
All were silent for a moment, and then one fellow asked,
"How did you keep your friend out of the hands of the law."
"Well," replied the narrator, "he occupied the freight
room until the officers were gone."
We adjourned — each to his own room, thankful that such
occurrences were not frequent.
T. L. Bailey.
FINANCIAL PHASE OF THE M. I. O. A.
The President gave the signal for the opening of the
flood-gates of oratory when on Wednesday last he announced
that the faculty would hear representatives from the Junior
and Senior classes on the twenty-third to contest for the po-
sition of representative to the Mississippi Inter- Collegiate
Oratorical Contest, and as a result we are now in the midst
of a deluge of eloquence. The groves to which the orators of
former days repaired have fallen beneath the ruthless advance
of Jackson's rapidly growing population, but the society and
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fraternity halls are still with us and they will be ringing for
some days with the inspiring eloquence of our aspiring orators.
Our record in the Oratorical Association is generally known
and appreciated as is also our confident hopes for the future
but there is another phase of the Association to which none of
us, neither ourselves nor the students of the other three insti-
tutions composing the Association, seem to have given any
attention — the finances of the Association. And since the
Association now, at the time of our preliminary, has a strong
hold upon our attention it may not be amiss to say something
concerning tins phase of the subject.
The Association has been in existence for eleven years,
and at no time in its history have the receipts at any
contest failed to exceed the expenses. At Kosciusko
last year three hundred dollars were cleared above
all expenses and the gains are increasing from year to
year. The Association now has seven hundred dollars in its treas-
ury. This money, as has been the custom heretofore, is lying
idle. It is of no benefit to the Association or to the colleges
represented in the Association. True, steps were taken at the
meeting of the Association last year to have published the
speeches, photographs, and sketches of the representatives
for the past two years, but there will still remain a considerable
amount on hand. It seems that the students of some of the
colleges ought to be able to devise a plan by which this surplus
could be used to good advantage. There was a suggestion
last year that it be used to defray the expenses of a banquet
at which the members of the Association and their friends
should make merry, but it was thought that the joys of one
short night would be too fleeting to justify the spending of the
Association's accumulations for the past ten years and the
idea was abandoned. The banquet would not be a bad thing
if the money is not to be otherwise expended, but we believe
that it can be more profitably invested.
It might be expended for medals to be awarded at the
various colleges composing the Association for the promotion
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of the study and practice of oratory, or, which seems a better
plan, since there appears to be a sufficient number of medals
given for oratory, it might be given to our libraries as a special
fund for procuring literature that would be of assistance to
the various orators and debaters. It is a conceded fact that
reading material is an indispensable necessity to the college
orator or debater, and frequently in the study of Ms subject
or question he has need of books and magazines which his
library does not afford. We believe that in such instances,
the surplus fund of the Association could be used to excellent
advantage in the other three colleges as well as our own. Tins
use of it would also be carrying out the purpose for which the
Association was organized, viz., the promotion of the study
and cultivation of oratory. This, of course, is only a suggestion
and may meet with little approval from the Association. The
Association, however, seems to be arriving at the conclusion
that the money should be used for some purpose, and if any of
the students have plans to offer they should endeavor to con-
vince their representatives of the wisdom of them before the
next meeting of the Association.
The Essay and Collegian Prizes.
Some time ago Dr. Wise announced as the subject for the
Clark Essay Medal, "The Poetical Works of .Kipling," and
Professor Walmsley has given, "The Treaty-Making Power of
the United States" as the subject for the history essay. Both
these subjects are interesting because they are modern. Kip-
ling, the poet of modern imperialism, is one of the most con-
spicuous figures in the literary world today, while the treaty-
making power of the United States has received increased in-
terest because of the recent trouble with Japan. These prizes,
though the task of winning them is remote from "the tumult
and the shouting" which furnish inspiration to the winners
of the orators' and debaters' medals, should evoke a spirited
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contest. The awarding of them is always fair, which is not
invariably the case with the prizes awarded in oratory. The
judges are carefully selected for their literary taste and judg-
ment, there is no danger even of unconscious partiality for
the judges are ignorant of whose papers they are grading.
Notwithstanding, however, the fairness in the awarding of
these medals and therefore the greater honor of winning them
there is usually little interest manifested in them. For two
years, no one has contested for the set of books which Professor
Walmsley offers for the history essay, and there are seldom
more than three or four to contest for the English essay prize.
Also, the indifference shown concerning the Collegian
prizes is painful. With this issue the story contest for the first
half session closes. Only three or four stories have been
written during the entire year, it is now past time for the fourth
issue to go to press and no story whatever has been offered for
publication in this issue. The half eagle which Mr. Hand
offers for the best poem published during the year is likewise
unattractive, as thus far there has been no original poem
published.
Before the February issue of the Collegian the half eagle
offered by the staff will have been awarded, so it is now too late
to urge the students to enter this contest; but with the February
issue the contest for the half eagle offered by Dr. Wise, for the
best story published during the second half-session opens, and
the poem contest remains open during the entire year. The
students are urged to contest for these prizes. The standard
of the Collegian is being lowered because of the indifference
and neglect of the student body. Every issue has been gotten
out with difficulty and the fact that it is now past time to go
to press and that no contribution of any description has been
received ought to be sufficient to arouse our college pride and
spirit and bring in some material for publication even though
no prizes were offered.
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LOCAL DEPARTMENT.
Athletic Field! Do it now and hurry back!
The following students attended the Students' Volunteer
Convention at Ruston, La.: R. H. Ruff, Currie, Brown, W.
P. Moore, Murrah, Bright, Kirkland and Guinn. They report
a good time and a successful meeting.
Mr. Davis, general secretary of the Y. M. C. A., was here
during the month ond made several beneficial lectures before
the local organization.
Boys, take more interest in baseball! The athletic field
and inter-collegiate baseball are coming.
Dr. Wise — "Miss Ridgeway, will you tell me what is the
characteristic quality of the poem, Amphion?"
Miss Ridgeway — "Mock-irony."
In pursuance of the recommendation of the Mississippi
and North Mississippi Conferences that a financial agent for
the- College be appointed, the Trustees have selected Rev. T.
W. Lewis as Commissioner of Education. The creation of this
office fills a much felt need.
Student — "Waiter, tell the young lady at the piano to
play something sad and low; I want to see if it won't have a
softening influence on this steak."
The Faculty will select the representatives to the M. I.
0. Contest and the State Chautauqua on the 23rd.
W. C. Campbell was on the campus recently with club-
mates. "Hump" used to be a familiar figure on the Science
Hall steps. He still sustains Ms allegiance to Ananias.
Dr. Murrah (in Philosophy class) — "Mr. Pearce, after the
death of Alexander, of what was Aristotle accused?"
Pearce — "He was accused of atheism and mackedonism."
There is always "something doing" in the lives of Seniors,
but the class of '07 has been unusually fortunate. The latest
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thing coming their way was a reception tendered by the co-ed
member of the class, Miss Ridgeway. This pretty suburban
home was the scene of much merriment. In the contest of
"Hanging Clothes," J. W. Lcok proved to be the most proficient.
Calendars with appropriate pictures were given as souvenirs.
The delightful salad course, super-abundance of fruit, and an
overflowing punch bowl attest to Miss Ridgeway's under-
standing of the college boy. The following young ladies
contributed immensely to the pleasure of the evening: Misses
Sims, Merritt, Park, Ricketts, Moore, Huddleston, Keith, Davis,
Thornton and Clingan.
Prof. Olin Moore has arranged for a handicap tournament
and a regular tournament to take place sometime in the Spring.
W. P. Moore (in Ms sleep the night after the Senior- Junior
football game) — "Nail the Seniors to the cross."
His room-mate — "What did you say, ole lady, — nail the
fingers?"
"Umh, Nail the Seniors to the cross!"
The gymnasium is open from 4:15 to 5:15 Mondays,
Wednesdays and Fridays. Under the instruction of Mr.
Easterling, the classes are doing good work and manifesting
more than usual interest.
"Prep" Welch has evidently been circulating among Ms
friends the fact of his having achieved the distinction of being
the dormitory steward, as a lady calling to see Mm on business,
asked for "Mr Welch, the janitor."
Arrangements have been made for field day between
Mississippi College and Millsaps. Altho' tMs is a new venture,
for us, we tMnk we will be able to show the " 'Stute" boys a
real good time.
The Semors are simply doing tilings this year. At a
recent meeting of the class they decided that people should
graduate in cap and gown; accordingly the class of '07 enjoys
the distinction of establisMng that precedent at Millsaps. Then
too, they are going to make the new library complete by placing
in it a marble slab bearing the name of the members of the class.
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LITERARY DEPARTMENT.
The Call of the Blood.
KOBERT HICHENS.
The descriptions of Sicilian scenery in this book are so
marvelously beautiful that it almost seems as if the spirit of
the land had been dramatized. It is hard to tell which is
paramount, the passion of man or the passion of nature. The
passion of nature is almost perfect, so perfect that the portrayal
of character is infringed upon. The book is infused with the
simple joy of physical life, its environment deing one in which
passion has deep roots. The scene opens in England but is
soon transported to Sicily, the chief characters being English
folk, Hermione Lester, Emile Artors and Monsieur Delarey.
Hermione Lester felt life in its quickness, in its eager
awareness, in its bouyant uplifting and delight; she was whole-
souled and sympathetic. Although not an ugly woman,
rather an unbeautiful one, she through the strength of her
intellect, drew about her a large circle of friends. Emile Artois
— a novelist of an exceedingly clear and discriminating mind — •
found in her a friend whom he could trust with Ms complaints,
his ambitions and his views. Each loved the other, but
neither was in love — theirs was that ideal, a Platonic friendship.
Although not a beautiful woman, Hermione worshipped
beauty as few people can. It startled her when she found
that Monsieur Delarey an almost perfect man physically loved
her who was unlovely. She loved Mm for Ms youth, he was
younger than she, and for Ms shy modesty and reverence for
her. They were married and went to spend their honeymoon
in the beautiful land of the olive groves on the slope of sunny
Mount Etna.
Before Hermione was married she and Artois were dis-
cussing Delarey with respect to Ms ancestry and the fact that
Ms grandmother had been a Sicilian. To the mind trained
to analyze character tMs fact explained the inconsistency in
the looks of tMs almost god-like man and Ms surroundings.
Artois had an intuitive fear of their Southern tour; he knew
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that the blood governs when the time comes; he felt that the
freedom of the South would call up in this man the elemental
passions that ruled some far-off Southern ancestor.
In that land of perfect nature they spent the spring.
Delarey picked up with ease and accuracy the Sicilian dialect.
At the first sight of the tarantella which dismissed every feeling
but the pagan joy of life, the pagan ecstacy of swift movement
all the blood in him responded, chasing away a shyness that
had held him back. He sprang up and danced the tarantella
— danced it almost as if he had danced it all Ms life, with a
natural grace, a frolicsome abandon, that no pure-blooded
Englishman could ever achieve, danced it perhaps as the
Sicilian grandmother had danced it under the shadow of Etna.
The olive groves, the sea, the intense blue of the sky, the
riotous beauty of the flowers, the exquisite tenderness and
melancholy of the Sicilian music had a charm for this man and
appealed to a latent something in his nature. Hermione loved
Sicily passionately, and when she saw that he was truly of
Sicily she loved Sicily more. Their joy was so perfect in this
veritable garden of Eden that the very strength of it made
her feel the awful void if one part of it were taken away.
But the serpent entered when a telegram was received
from Africa announcing the serious illness of Artois. Her-
mione felt that it would be ignoble, worse than murder, not
to help her friend. She arranged to sail at once and was un-
selfish enough not to ask Delarey to deny himself and accom-
pany her to burning Africa.
Delarey felt the call of the blood in him to be a son of the
soil. Without Hermione's presence he began to think that
freedom would be a delightful thing and to wish that she had
not left him. One day while fishing he met Maddalena, who
lived in the Casca del Sirene on the shore of the sea. The
fickleness of his race led him to forget everything except his
passion for this child of the sea. He knew that he was wrong-
ing both Hermione and Maddalena, but the spirit of the South
intoxicated him so that he lost his head and lost his heart.
It came about that Hermione was to come back on the
very day that he had planned to accompany Maddalena
and her father, Salvatore, to the fair at San Selice. He got
the father's permission to accompany them to the fair by pam-
pering his avarice with the promise of much "soldi" to buy
him a donkey. Salvatore bragged to the other fishermen of
the wealth and generosity of his "compare." Delarey hated
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the crafty father as much as he loved the daughter, and at this
term of equality his face lit up with such a hatred that Salva-
tore promised him vengeance. To a Sicilian tins meant
murder.
When the fair was over the depth of Ms guilt and the
disappointment and sorrow of Ms wife at Ms failure to meet
her rilled Mm with a despairing sorrow. Until she met him
with such sweetness he had not realized the depth of Ms guilt.
That Hermione should be guarded from any knowledge of it
was Ms injunction to their faithful servant, Gaspare, when he
went out on the pretext of bathing to meet Salvatore. His
bodj 7 was found in the sea near the Casca del Sirene — and
Hermione's perfect love and trust were unclouded by Ms faith-
lessness.
EXCHANGE DEPARTMENT
The Southwestern Umversity Magazine has a good issue.
Short poems are scattered through it and of them we think
the best is one entitled, "What is Man?" The stories are short
and well written and some of them are more than ordinarily
interesting. Though the characters and scene of "His Last
Message" are changed, the'iplot is old and has been much used,
therefore we think it is entitled to a rest. "Cliristmas on the
01' Plantation" is a good story. Uncle Jimmie's presentation
speech is a pretty good illustration of the old darkies' fondness
for long words, even though he nearly always misuses them.
"How We Outwitted the Deacon" is another story worthy of
mention. Especially good is the conclusion, where the author
describes the effect of Mrs. Jones' statement upon the Deacon.
Of the serious articles perhaps the best is "Henry Timrod."
Such essays are instructive and sometimes we think that their
appearance adds more to a magazine than the ordinary oration.
They are at the same time interesting and instructive. Men
can tMnk the same thoughts as concerns abstract questions,
or those dealing with questions of the time, but many of them
have no opportunity to inform themselves upon the subjects
commonly taken for essays. We think the author of this
essay does credit to Mmself and gives a clear description of the
poet's life and shows an appreciation of his effort.
THE MILLSAPS COLLEGIAN 33
"How Mr. Bud Weiser Met Miss Annie Busch" in the
University of Mississippi Magazine is a pretty fair story. A
comical predicament that! But surely the girl would, in other
than an imaginary world, have made the boy untie her
shoe-strings. We think that were there more material in the
literary part of the magazine it would improve in appearance
and interest.
We are glad to welcome two new magazines to our table
— the Converse Concept and the Eatonian. The Converse
Concept seems to be a very literary magazine. The greater
portion is taken up in discussion of literary topics.
The Wallace World is a magazine of promising appearance.
The one story is fine.
We acknowledge the following exchanges: Castle Heights
Herald, Ouchita Ripples, Andrew College Monthly, Randolph-
Macon Monthly, Graysonian, University Mississippi magazine,
Columbia Collegian, Wallace World, College Reflector, Spec-
tator, University Virginia Magazine, Converse Concept, Kendall
Collegian, Eatonian, Academy Girl.
"Does Mr. Bowman work in a bakery?"
"Don't know; why?"
"Somebody told me he was a professional loafer." — Ex.
He strapped the skates onto his feet,
And blew the girl a kiss;
When he came to he was in bed —
And the doctor said, "Take this!" —Ex.
Laugh and the world laughs with you,
Laugh and you laugh alone;
The first when the joke is the teacher's,
The last when it is your own. — Ex.
First Boy — "Sav, Johnnie, where are you in Sunday
School?"
Second Boy — "Oh, we are in the midst of the original sin."
First Boy — "That ain't much; we're past redemption."
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Poetry's a plaything,
Science is too —
I'm a scholar,
What are you? — Ex.
I miss many of the old faces I used to shake hands with.
—Ex.
We learn from the business manager of the Collegian
that very few of the Alumni have their names on Ms mailing
list. Less than a dozen have responded to his call for sub-
scriptions. What does this mean? Is it that our alumni
fail to appreciate our efforts in presenting this publication, or
is it that after graduation their interest in college life so relents
as that they have no desire to keep in touch with it. However,
this may be, we believe there are many ties which bind every
alumnus to Ms alma mater, and that these ties can only be
strengthened by a knowledge of what transpires within Ms
college walls, and upon the campus. TMs knowledge of college
life is more nearly portrayed by the Collegian than tlirough
any other source. The Alumni Department of the Collegian
will be of little interest as long as so very few of its readers
are found in the alumni world. TMs department of the
Collegian should be of special interest to the alunmi and
so long as they fail to support it by their subscription, it cannot
meet the ends for wMch it was installed. Let us as Alumni
render a more healthy support to this publication.
Some interesting data has been compiled by the College
Secretary in regard to the Mississippi "Inter- Collegiate Orator-
ical Association." TMs organization was effected in 1896,
with the opening contest at Crystal Springs. The Millsaps
representatives in these contests have been as follows: '96,
R. L. Cannon, Brookhaven, Miss., and J. W. Canada, MempMs,
Tenn.; '97 — C. G. Andrews and G. B. Power, Jackson, Miss.;
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'98 — H. B. Watkins, Hazlehurst and B. H. Locke, Okolona;
'99 — T. M. Lemly, Americus, Ga., and J. T. Lewis, Durant,
Miss.; 1900— T. W. Holloman, Alexandria, La., and J. B.
Mitchell, Guthrie, Okla.; '01 — W. L. Duren, Mississippi;
'02— J. R. Countiss, Greenville, Miss.; '03— W. F. Cook,
Hattiesburg, Miss.; '04 — C. A. Alexander, Jackson, Miss.;
'05— M. S. Pittman, Ouachita, Miss.; '06— W. A. Williams,
Sallis, Miss. These contests have been held at various places
over the state and have been well attended by the students of
the four colleges represented: University of Mississippi, A.
& M. College, Mississippi College and Millsaps College. For
several contests we have been unable to secure a complete
record of the result, but it no doubt will be of interest to know
that out of the eleven contests, Millsaps has won six. The
years in which Millsaps representative was awarded the first
honor were '96, 1900, '01, '02, '03, '04. In the last two con-
tests Millsaps was awarded second prize. In 1900 and 1901
the Southern States medal was awarded to J. B. Mitchell
and W. L. Duren respectively. This bit of history gives us an
insight into the standard set by our alumni representatives,
and should be a stimulus for an earnest effort on the part of
the student body to maintain this standard. )
Mr. J. Lambert Neill, '06, spent several days on the cam-
pus during the month.
It seems that marriage among our Alumni is an epidemic.
Since our last article, J. E. Heidelberg, of Hattiesburg, Miss.,
was married to Miss Winnie Dixon, of Jackson. Mr. O. W.
Bradley and S. M. Graham both of the class of '05, took unto
themselves a better half during the month of December.
We are inreceipt of a communication from one of the
Alumni, who informs us of the fact that he is not married. Per-
haps this party has been reading the Collegian and has ob-
served that about all the matter in our department, has been
accounts of marriages. We have not yet published an account
of his marriage but hope that in the near future we may have
that privilege.
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Y. M. C. A. DEPARTMENT.
Ruston Conference.
Millsaps had the largest delegation of any College and
Mississippi had the largest delegation of any State. Millsaps
got the basket-ball pennant and Mississippi won at football.
Every one, was impressed with the healthy college spirit mani-
fested at the dining hall and on the athletic field, and with the
good fellowship and Christian friendship everywhere existing.
The players were encouraged by cheers and hurrahs, not by
jeers and taunts against those opposing. The "real and right
way to boost a team is to make them feel good, and not to
make others feel bad." To a man all were delighted with the
example of pure honest athletics. It was tacitly agreed with
Mr. Howe, the Athletic Director, that one of the greatest nee d
in colleges is a cleaning up of unfair athletics. As a means to
this end, the urgent necessity of Christian men's entering into
the college sports was much emphasized.
A striking feature of the Conference was the personnel
of the speakers. They are men of powerful personality — men
strong in intellectual and spiriual acumen, exceedingly practical
and sincere — in short, men of consecrated common sense.
They earnestly delivered their messages in a simple, direct
style. Foremost in keeness of mind, was Clayton S. Cooper
of New York.
In his unassuming but taking way, he spoke on "The
Principles Guiding in Choice of a Life Work," "The Commit-
ment of Life," "The Christian Conquest," "The Greatness of
Christ." The three marks of Christ's greatness were: (1) His
preparedness for the vicissitudes of life; (2) His sympathy
for mankind, or His yearning to be the friend of men; (3) His
sacrifice and service for the human races. "Men want friend-
ship more than gold and power." "Friendship and sympathy
are for us to give and to get."
Another able speaker, Dr. Millard, of Atlanta, said, "The
way to live 'the life beautiful' is to 'practice the presence of
God." "No one can indulge worldly amusements and live
the beautiful life." "For he that liveth for pleasure is dead."
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"Life is the anti-room to Heaven or hell and hell is where God
is not."
Mr. McCullock, Supt. of Nashville Training School, in
discussing American problems, gave some startling facts about
the miserable conditions of people here among us. One and
a half million of people in the mountains of the South are un-
saved and destitute of the Gospel. Over half of the white
children of school age do not attend school in sixteen of our
largest Southern cities; one and a quarter million of people
laboring in Southern factories, have practically no social,
intellectual and spiritual life; sixty thousand children under
fifteen years of age are laboring in the cotton mills of the
South, and one million, seven hundred thousand are in the
mills of the United States. Child-labor is one of the blackest
spots on the society of a Christian nation; after the passing of
a few generations, "the Historian of the Future will wonder
why we allowed it." We suffer this evil — they claim only in
order to foster Southern industry. We should desire "rather
to be paupers and build character than build up industry in
the South." In speaking about a- college man's rendering
missionary service at home among the depraved colored
populace, particularly in the slum districts of our cities,, which
is the hardest of all fields because it means social isolation and
ostracism that results from an unreasonable prejudice caused
by a big bugaboo about racial equality, he appealed to the
students' manhood and heroism in behalf of the benighted
negroes. "You want something heroic to do? There it is for
you. It is the equivalent of being nailed to the Cross."
Mr. Laflamme, of Toronto, nineteen years a Missionary in
India, and Mr. Murray, of New York, four years Missionary
Secretary in the same country, showed the crying need and
unparalleled opportunity of Christianity by means of stating
the facts obtaining in the non-Christian world. Restraining
emotionalism, they were willing to let facts so stupendous appeal
to the men. At this strategic and critical period of Missions,
they urged that every man consider the Call for Service. Mr.
Hobbs, of Kansas City, presented the Secretary-ship of the
Association; the Christian ministry was also ably presented.
Thus, light was thrown on the different phases of all religious
life works.
So all the activities of life work in Christian service, il-
luminated with refulgent light, were portrayed in bold relief
38 THE MILLSAPS COLLEGIAN
with a mighty sweep of vision. Hence, men had more in-
telligent light on the question than they will rarely, if ever,
have again, to decide on their life investments. Besides,
they had inspiration — to see visions and dream dreams, and
power given to resolve, dare and accomplish big things in His
name; for ''great themes and high ideals were presented and
received with an enthusiasm that was deep, glowing, sustained,
yet at the same time restrained, rising at times in the tides of
emotion, touched to finer issues, but never overflowing the
bounds and becoming mere emotionalism."
At every session the Holy Spirit was manifest in a deep
and abiding spiritual impression seemingly made on the aud-
ience by their earnest, quiet, prayerful manner. The influence
of this Conference is not over; it is only begun. Through the
students the influence of this gathering will go out in ever-
widening circles.
A thing that impressed me was this, a conception and
realization of the magnitude and magnificence of the Associa-
tion work. It is now being extended to high school boys and
graduate students and to students of many nations. Its
grandeur and greatness are fascinating to seekers and lovers
of righteousness. What mighty things are being done by the
Association in wielding a powerful Christian influence over the
lives of the coming leaders of many lands! Then, think of
what splendid opportunities we are privileged to have, if we
but utilize these psychological moments! Yea, what prodig-
ious possibilities are ours to advance the cause of Christ, if
we only awake from our lethargy and expend our
energy in this sublime enterprise of introducing men to the
King! For is it not the Christian's first business to bring men
to Christ? Men, get busy! "Wist ye not that I must be about
my Father's business?"
Another thing sadly impressed me, how little we have been
doing in comparison with what some others are actually doing.
In some things we are far behind, particularly in the mission
department. We are not abreast with the spirit of this world
wide movement. At present, only one-tenth of the student
body are studying Missions, one-fifth are regularly engaged in
Bible study, and one-third, on an average, attend the devotional
meetings. In the reports from the colleges, some had two-thirds
THE MILLSAPS COLLEGIAN 39
of the student body enlisted in Bible study and one-half in
Mission study. Why can't we come up to the standard? In
our policy for the Y. M. C. A. we have planned to do the tilings
which have been tried and found not only workable but also
successful, in other Associations. Men, let us all work shoulder
to shoulder, and pray this year for blessings and prosperity
hitherto unparalleled in the history of the Association.
On the 11th and 12th inst., Mr. W. T. Davis, of New York,
Travelling Secretary for the Southern Division of the Student
Volunteer Movement for Foreign Missions was with us, speaking
twice on the subject of this world-wide movement. He urged
beseechingly the claims for service, in some way, either at home
or out on the "far-flung battle line". The interest in Missions
has been considerably awakened among us.
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Vol. 9. Jackson, Miss., March, 1907
No. 6.
AN HONEST BOY'S MISFORTUNE.
The great clock in the tower of the main building of the
Southern Literary University sounded out four distinct strokes,
and electric bells throughout the great building rang shrilly
for several minutes, which indicated that the last period
of Friday afternoon was over, and that a hard week's work
for the students was at an end.
The pleasant old Professor in the Freshman Latin room
assigned a new lesson and in his kind and gentle manner
said "that will do," and thus dismissed the class. The boys
rushed out of the room, laughing and talking, eager for the
fresh air and freedom of the athletic field. Some went arm
in arm, some slapped others on the shoulders, which showed
their love and friendliness in a way peculiar to school boys.
As they passed down the stairs, the doors of the history room
opened, and the senior history came out. The seniors greeted
the lower classmen, some as special friends, room-mates,
or club-mates as they went out on the campus.
After they had gotten on the. outside a few seniors were
seen out in a group, talking in very low tones about what
seemed to be an interesting subject. One of them called
Charlie Jackson, a freshman, to them.
"Jackson," began Lucas, who seemed to be leader of
the crowd, "do you feel like having some fun tonight?"
"I don't know. What is it?" Charlie replied.
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"Well, you know those two new fellows who room down
in edge of town have been here nearly four months and have
never been "initiated.' We hitend to meet them down on
the edge of the campus tonight as they go home from their
literary society and put them through a 'course.' We want
you to come with us. You were here last session as a 'Prep'
and know something of how such things are carried on, and
we need your assistance tonight."
Charlie had longed to be recognized by the seniors and
to be taken into their confidence, but he knew that the mere
fact that they were seniors did not make them good boys.
This fact brought to Ms mind the oft-repeated advice of his
father, 'Shun evil companions." He also thought of a little
girl down in the southern part of the state, who had been
his sweetheart from his early boy-hood days, and who had
so often said to him, "I hope you will not be with those bad
old boys at college very much." She had in her childish
way thought all boys except Charlie were "bad boys." And
after thinking of these things for a few moments, Charlie said:
"Boys, I don't think I can go with you. I have some
work to do, and then you know "
"Oh, none of that! Come on with us, and don't be a
'sissy.' " put in one of the seniors.
This appealed to Jackson's manhood. He had always
had a contempt for "sissy boys," so he decided that rather
than be one himself, he would go.
That night when the two freshmen spoken of, on their
way home passed under the shadow of several large trees
on the lower edge of the campus, they were stopped by several
masked men, who seized them, covered their mouths and
eyes with cloths, and carried them into a little thicket, about
a hundred yards away. Their eyes were securely covered,
and they were led to the edge of a lake. The banks of this
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lake were about six feet high, and the water was almost deep
enough to go over an average man's head, when standing
erect. The boys were placed on the edge of the bank and
told by Lucas in a deep, grave voice that when the "exe-
cutioner" counted three they were to jump as far as possi-
ble in order to cross a deep ditch, and that if they did not
jump they would be pushed into the ditch.
I'.) It fell to Jackson to count, and when, in his excitement,
he yelled out in his natural voice, "one," one of the boys
who had been with him daily in the class room, said:
"I know you, Charlie Jackson, You can't fool me.
You will hear from this again."
Jackson saw his mistake but knowing it was too late,
continued to count "two, three." At the word "three", both
boys jumped as far as possible and fell into the water.
Lucas and his followers stayed to see them well in, and
then, by circling around so as to come in from another direc-
tion, returned to their rooms.
|L One of their victims soon freed his eyes and was not in
the water very long, but the other became entangled in some
brush and would have drowned had it not been for his com-
rade who dragged him out. They then went to their rooms,
but on the next day the one who was in the water so long,
was seized by a severe attack of pneumonia, which came
very near resulting in death, and did cause him to loose the
remainder of the session from college.
When Dr. Whitcomb, the Chancellor, heard of the outrage,
he began to investigate at once. He went to the boys who
had been so cruelly treated and of course they gave what
proof they had against Jackson.
On the following Monday Dr. Whitcomb sent for Charlie
to come to his office at once. When Charlie entered the Chan-
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cellor's spacious office, he felt almost as badly as if he had
been going to his execution. His conscience had hurt him
very much, and he was truly sorry for what he had done.
In fact he had lived in perfect misery ever since the unfortu-
nate Friday night. He had scarcely been able to face his
fellows, but now he was going before the most dreaded mem-
ber of the faculty. He scarcely had the courage to enter
the door, but he knew it must be done, so he went in. When
he came face to face with Dr. Whitcomb, the staunch old
man's eyes gleamed with something like anger as he slowly
viewed the boy from head to feet.
"Sir," he began at last, "what do you know of this out-
rage which was committed on our campus last Friday night?"
Charlie was very much excited, and he felt that it would
do him good to unload his conscience. So he began and
told every detail of the whole affair, leaving out the names
of those who were with him. The Chancellor cross-ques-
tioned him in every possible way but the boy absolutely
refused to betray his comrades.
"You are guilty of what, according to our rules, will
send you home," the Chancellor said, "so I suppose you had
as well pack up your belongings and go. Such behavior
as this can never be allowed here: I hate to see you have
to suffer this alone when others deserve to suffer for it, but
you could have it different if you would."
This almost scared Charlie out of Ms wits, and he stood
for a few moments gazing vacantly out of the window before
he could speak.
"Doctor, I can't go home," he broke out at last. "My
parents could not stand it. It would almost kill them to
know that I have been such a bad boy. They have placed
so much confidence in me, and are making some sacrifice
to send me to college. Oh, I can't go home! Just give me
one more chance. I was led into this affair'.'
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"Then, you should tell me who led you into it," the
the Chancellor replied.
"I can never give them away. You know that would
be unmanly, and I am guilty of enough already."
The Chancellor was a very persistent old man, and when
his mind was once fixed on a thing it was not often changed,
but he knew the character of the boy, and there was some-
thing touching in the poor fellow's appeal, so after thinking
over it a few minutes, he said:
"Mr. Jackson, you have always been a very good student.
This hazing is the only thing against your record, and I be-
lieve you have been led into it. Therefore, I am going to
give you one more trial. Remember, if anything ever comes
up against you, you cannot remain at this institution. I
believe this will be a lesson to you, and I think you are man
enough to make use of it. So go back to your room, think
things over and try to live down your present disgrace."
"I thank you for the confidence you have placed in me,
and I shall endeavor to be worthy of it,"
Charlie came out of the office with a lighter heart. He
had already decided to go to see the boys whom they had
so cruelly treated and confess all to them. He did not wait
to go to his own dormitory, but went straight to their room
and told them everything about his connection with the
escapade, but refused again to give away his associates. He
told them how sorry he was that it had happened, and that
if they would forgive him they would make the shame of the
affair easier for him to bear. They insisted that he should
tell them who had been with him, but he soon convinced them
that it was useless. They, too, knew that Jackson had been
led into the affair, and that he was not responsible for it, so
they told him that they would forgive him and would always
be his good friends as before.
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After this Charlie was a different boy. It was indeed
a lesson to him. It taught him to have respect for his fellow
students without regard to class, and to be more careful of
his associates. He also learned that to be a senior was not
the ideal thing by far. He took no part in any of the tricks
of the other boys and devoted all of his time to hard study,
and was soon making better grades than any other man in
his class.
Four years later, as the session was drawing to a close,
we find Charlie Jackson, himself a senior, preparing for his
final examination. He still retained his position as leader
of his class, and had a promising future before Mm. He
had secured a position as business manager of a large man-
ufacturing concern, a position which he was to take as soon
as he received his diploma. Several times since Christmas
he had been to see Louise Brennon, the girl who had been
his boyhood's sweetheart, and she had promised to be his
bride as soon as he was settled in business. Why should he
not be a happy man? But the Fates decreed different.
On Friday night before the final examination, Dr. Whit-
comb sent for him to come to Ins office. His face looked
troubled when the boy entered, for he knew the news which
he had to deliver affected Jackson's whole life.
"Mr. Jackson," he began, last fall while so much haz-
ing was going on in this college, the board of trustees pass-
ed a law which forbids any student guilty of hazing at any
time during his course here receiving a diploma from
this institution. Today, while looking over your record, I
find that you are guilty of hazing in your freshman year.
According to this, you cannot receive a diploma."
• "Great Heavens! Is there no way around it?" Charlie
asked.
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"None whatever," was the stern reply. "A law once
passed here must be obeyed."
With this Charlie buried his face in his arms on the table,
and his strong body shook with sobs. To get a diploma had
been Ms highest ambition, and now while it was almost in
his grasp, he was about to loose it! The thought dulled him
throughout. He sat thus for several minutes. The old Chan-
cellor, knowing his feelings, did not disturb him. Finally
the old clock began to strike four, and he heard the students
coming down from recitation rooms, so he arose and staggered
blindly out at the rear of the building.
As he went out on the campus he saw some students
going to the athletic field with balls and bats and all kinds
of athletic paraphernalia; others were already engaged in tennis
and other sports. The birds were singing in the great oaks
on the campus, and everything had the appearance of the
spring-time happiness. But all this was not noticed by Charlie
as he walked slowly back to Ms room. All his dearest hopes
had been blighted. He knew that Ms success in life depended
on his diploma, and oh, how could he face Ms parents and
Louise?
The next morning his friends missed Mm at breakfast,
and on going to his room found everytMng packed up and
this note on the table:
"Please send my trunk to my parents. I am no longer
worthy of them. I go, I know not where, to try to hide
myself from 'my fellow man. Farewell."
This was a shock to all the boys, for Jackson was a friend
and they had learned to love him. They knew notMng of
Ms interview with Dr. Whitcomb, but on inquiry soon learned
all, and there was not a man on the campus who was not sorry
for his friend and school-mate.
Charlie had also written to Ms parents and told them
all about the affair. His father was a stern old man, and
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did not have much faith in boyish frivolities, and expected
to see Ms son at home in a few weeks, so he did not bother
about him. With Louise it was different. She knew of
his ambitions, and knew what it meant to him to have them
so blighted. In his letter to her he had told her that she
would not see Mm again soon, perhaps never, for he was
guilty of what, in his mind, made him unworthy of her, and
for her to try to forget him.
TMs was a hard blow to Louise, for she had loved Charlie
ever since they were mere children, but she determined in
her heart that, although he had in a manner, forsaken her,
she would remain true to him, for she believed that some
day he would return to her.
On that Friday night, after the other boys had retired,
Jackson packed up Ms grip and went to the depot. He had
no idea of where he was going. His only thought was to
get away to some place where he was not known. It had
been a hard blow to Mm, but he still had manhood in him
and when he left that night, he had said in Ms heart that
he would win a fortune in spite of this reverse, and then pos-
sibly return to Ms native home. He had heard of the fortunes
wMch were being made in the new western section so he de-
cided to go there and boarded a train for northern California.
His father had sent Mm some money for commencement,
and he had a nice bank account of Ms own, so he had no fear
of running short of funds.
On Ms way to California he met a man who needed a
manager for Ms ranch and mining business out there. Charlie
was just suited for this place, so they made a bargain at once.
He went to work as soon as he arrived, and soon proved to
be fully competent to fill the position. His slirewdness and
business tact soon showed up, and in a few months he was
vice president of the stock company Ms former employer
had organized. He was also general manager, and a stock-
holder in tMs company.
Three years after he had left college, an investment.
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of his company back in his native state, made it necessary
to send a representative there. When thinking over whom
he should send, Charlie began to think of how long he had
been away, of his parents who had not heard a word from
him, and of Louise. "But of course she is married now,"
he said to himself, but he decided to make this his chance
to return, and on the next day lie boarded a train for
his home town.
When he was very near home he heard the following
conversation between two gentlemen sitting just in front of
him. "Did you hear of the sad circumstances connected with
the death of that young lady down town yesterday?"
"No. How was it?"
"While out driving alone the lady's horse became fright-
ened and ran away. She was thrown from the buggy, re-
ceiving injuries winch resulted in death in a few hours. It
was so sad, too; it seems that she had been engaged to a young
man who had proven false and left her, and during her last
moments she constantly called for Charlie.' '
"Ah, sad indeed! Do you know the young lady's name?"
"Yes. Miss Louise Brennan, Judge Brennan's daughter."
"My God!" gasped Charlie, who had been listening. "Is.
it possible? And to think she loved me, and I have been
so false to her. How can I bear it?"
At first he broke down and began to sob violently, but
after reflecting over how many misfortunes had beset him,,
he became despondent, even despaired of his lot in life. His.
feelings were hardened by his determination to break away
from society and sink himself in his work. About this time
he was disturbed from his meditations by the porter calling
out "Dunville," his native town. He attended to his business
as quickly as possible, and caught the next train back to
California, where he buried himself in his business in his effort
to isolate himself from those whose social ties were so dear
in his youth. Ah, how very cruel Fate can be when con-
nected with a poor boy's love affairs! R. J. M.
QlJta Jftlkaijg Cttlk^mtt
Vol. 9. Jackson, Miss., March 1907. No. 6.
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Published Monthly by the Students of Millsaps College.
W. A. Williams Editor-in-Chief
L. K. Carlton Associate Editor
J. W. Frost Local Editor
Susie Ridgeway Literary Editor
C. L. Neill : Alumni Editor
J. R. Bright Y. M. C. A. Editor
J. C. Rousseaux Business Manager
W. F. Murrah, W. C. Moore Assistant Business Managers
Remittances and business communications should be sent to J. C. Rous-
seaux, Business Manager. Matter intended for publi-
cation should be sent to W. A. Wil-
liams, Editor-in-Chief.
issued the twentieth day op each month during the college year
Subscription, Per Annum, $1.00. Two Copies, Per Annum, $1.50.
EDITORIALS.
A PLEA The literary society is an adjunct of
FOR THE the college, whose usefulness time has proven.
LITERARY While the society is beneficial to all who use
SOCIETY. it, it must be admitted that for students
who intend engaging in certain trades and
professions it is not a practical necessity and may never prove
of any material benefit. It is not essential that a clerk, shop-
keeper or accountant should be able to participate in public
debates or deliver orations, or that he should know whether
a motion to adjourn may be tabled, or in what ways a motion
may be amended. Students who intend following these trades
THE MILLSAPS COLLEGIAN 19
might spend their Friday nights more pleasantly, if not more
profitably, outside the society hall. For the society, in its
regular weekly meetings, is no more a place of entertain-
ment and amusement than the recitation room is, and does
not pretend to be. There are certain professions, however,
which demand that the men who enter them should have
had such training as the society gives. Ministers, lawyers,
teachers all have more or less public speaking to do, and at
times have work to perform in assemblies where a knowl-
edge of parliamentary law is indispensable.
If the future lawyer or teacher disapproves of the plan
on which the work of the society is conducted, it is not only
Ins privilege, but his duty to propose a better. Some mem-
bers of the society may be prejudiced and unreasonable in
their opposition to the proposed improvement, but college
students, as a rule, are more intelligent and more disposed
to be guided by reason than are the majority of people, and
the man who cannot prevail upon them to do the thing that
is best will be hopelessly unequal to the task of convincing
a thick-headed jury of the justness of his case, or of persuad-
ing an indifferent and unprogressive community to improve
their educational facilities.
There are individuals who possess more confidence
than brains and who hold a more exalted opinion of the
mselves than the actual state of affairs justifies. Such per-
sons sometimes find their way into the literary society, and
the society suffers because of them. With us, however,
this number is small, and if our societies have degenerated,
it is due, not so much to the perverseness of this number
as to the indifference of the better class of students.
Society interest and pride is a growth and cannot
be expected to be developed in the lower ?classmen,
who are new men, as it is in the upper class-men, who
have grown old in the work. If the older members, after
the annual election, lose interest, cease to attend the meet-
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ings, leave the society to be run by the new and inexperienced,
it is little wonder that the society should fall into confusion.
The higher classmen who, upon the rare occasions of their
attending the meetings, become disgusted with the working
of the society and indulge in harsh and indiscriminate crit-
icism, should consider that if they attended with any degree
of regularity and performed their duties, they would have an
influence with the society which they could wield for its im-
provement. The men upon whom the society has bestowed
its honors should have at least the semblance of appreciation.
They should reflect that the inexperienced members are en-
titled to their sympathy and assistance in the work of the
society. We should be exceedingly slow to censure condi-
tions which are due chiefly to our own negligence and which
we make no effort to reform.
THE Mr. W. F. Murrah has been selected by
ORATORICAL the faculty to represent us in the state
CONTEST. inter-collegiate oratorical contest. Mr. Mur-
rah is exceptionally popular, with both the
faculty and students, is a member of the junior class,
and bears the honor of being not only the young-
est representative Millsaps has ever selected, but also of being
the youngest to enter the association. Mr. Murrah's youth,
however, will be no obstacle in the way of our success, his
development, both mentally and physically, being out of
proportion to his years; he is an excellent writer, and an
orator of unusual brilliance. It is in the power of no one
to insure success, but we are confident that our representa-
tive will do .honor to the college. The association will en-
deavor to place the contest at some point convenient to all
the institutions represented. Excursion rates will be granted
by the railroads and no student who lays claim to college
patriotism should fail to attend and support Ins representative
with spirited yells.
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LOCAL DEPARTMENT.
Measles and mumps have been very attractive to some
of the boys lately.
The Pi Kappa Alphas and a number of their friends
were very pleasantly entertained by Miss Mary I. Moore at
a Valentine party.
Williamson (after standing at the 'phone for fifteen
minutes with his ear to the transmitter and the receiver to
his mouth) — "Aw, I can't hear a thing over this phone and
I wanted the doctor for HofTpanir, too!"
W. F. Murrah and S. I. Osborne have been selected to
represent Millsaps in the M. I. 0. and Crystal Springs Chau-
tauqua contests, respectively.
Wonders never cease! Whoever put that calf in the
chapel's got Mr. Ackland guessing.
On the evening of February 2, the Kappa Alphas were
hosts at a Chafing Dish party.
In the handicap tournament Jobie Catchings was suc-
cessful in capturing the prize, an eight-dollar racquet offered
by Professor Moore.
Hon. W. C. Bowman, of the Natchez firm, Shields &
Bowman, was on the campus recently.
Will Murrah and Bill Phillips seem to have formed a
a sort of you-tickle-me I-tickle-you society. Will calls up
Bill's girl and tells her what a fine fellow Bill is, then Bill
returns the favor. But the funny part is, one tells the other
what to say. This is a little more than self-praise.
We are particularly fortunate in securing Bishop Wilson
to deliver the Commencement sermon.
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Rev. Paul B. Kern has accepted an invitation from
the Lamar Society to make an address on the occasion of
their anniversary. The Galloway Society has extended an
invitation to Judge Jeff Truly, one of the popular gubernatorial
candidates, to perform a similar service.
The new concrete walk from State Street to the main
building is quite an addition as well as attraction to that sec-
tion of the campus.
The geology class is planning a geological expedition
to the I. I. & C. at Columbus for the purpose of examining
the formations in that section.
Mr. Lewis, the Commissioner of Education, is meeting
with gratifying success in increasing the endowment fimd.
He hopes to be able to make quite an encouraging report
to the trustees in June.
Quite a number of Millsaps gallants were fortunate in
that they were sufficiently urged to attend the reception
on the eve beyond St. Valentine, given by the Belhaven
juniors to the seniors.
The efforts of the editorial staff and business manage-
ment of the Bobashela are being met with considerable suc-
cess and they expect to get out a creditable publication at
an early date.
On the 19th inst. in the College Chapel, Dr. Krebs, of
Chicago, delivered his lecture on "Mysteries and Mediums,"
which was an exposition of the frauds perpetrated by the
spiritualist on the ususpecting populace. The lecturer was
greeted by a large audience, and on the whole a disappointed
one. The subject is an unfortunate one, because the sim-
ple explanation of what seems a mystery makes one feel that
he already knew it and the efforts of the speaker, no matter
how worthy, fail to hold the interest of the audience.
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Miss M. H. Robertson charmingly entertained the Kappa
Sigmas and their sorores at a "Guessing Box Party" on the
2d inst.
In the near future the Astronomy Class will extend to
the astronomers of Whitworth an invitation to avail thm-
selves of the advantages afforded by our magnificent tele-
scope. The boys are already planning to royally 4 entertain
their young lady guests in case they should accept.
The $10 offered by the Collegian staff for the best story
published during the first half session, has been awarded
Mi s Bessie Huddleston. The title of the story being a "Case
of Misapplied Sympathy."
With pain we note the serious illness of Mr. Cain.
Hidden within are the names of a few of the members
of the Senior class:
The fruit, but without color, which did so much for science.
A very conspicuous attribute of the sun.
Manufacturer of an article used by the tonsorial artist.
That which Cupid does to the heart.
Something eagerly wished for during a yellow fever
epidemic.
A fruit extensively cultivated for the market in Mississippi.
Brand of a good quality of cutlery.
Not a little hill, but
The first thing an Episcopalian does on entering the church.
Son of a lock opener.
Found on every chicken-house door in a college com-
munity.
If these riddles you cannot solve, reference is made to
Hinds and Noble.
The mid-sessional debate was held Friday night, March
1st. The Galloway Society was represented by Rousseaux
and Backstrom; the Lamar, by Bailey and Turner. The
subject for debate was, Resolved, that the amount of wealth
transferable by inheritance should be limited by statute. The
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judges decided that the representatives of the Galloway pre-
sented the strongest argument.
Miss Anderson — Courtney, wasn't Lazarus the strong-
est man in the Bible?
Miss Clingan — "Of course not, goose, it was Solomon."
LITERARY DEPARTMENT.
PUCK OF POOR'S HILL.
"The children were at the Theatre, acting to Three Cows
as much as they could remember of Midsummer Night's Dream.
Their father had made them a small play out of the big
Shakespeare one, and they had rehearsed it with Mm and
with their mother till they could say it by heart. They began
where Nick Bottom comes out of the bushes with a donkey's
head on his shoulder, and finds Titania, Queen of the Fairies
asleep. Then they skipped to the part where Bottom asks
three little fairies to scratch his head and bring him honey,
and they ended where he falls asleep in Titania's arms. Dan
was Puck and Nick Bottom, as well as all three fairies. He
wore a pointy-eared cap cloth for Puck, and a paper donkey's
head out of a Christmas cracker — but it tore if you were not
careful — for Nick Bottom. Una was Titania, with a wreath
of columbine and a fox glove wand.
The theatre lay in a meadow called the Long Slip. A
mill stream, carrying water to a mill two or three fields away,
bent round one corner of it, and in the middle of the bend
lay a large old fairyring of darkened grass which was their
stage, The millstream banks, overgrown with willow, hazel,
and guelder rose, made a convenient place to wait in till
your time came; and a grown-up who had seen it said that
Shakespeare himself could not have imagined a more suitable
setting for his play. They were not, of course, allowed to
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act on midsummer night itself, but they went down on mid-
summer eve when the shadows were growing, and they took
their supper — hard boiled eggs, Bath Oliver bisquits, and
salt in an envelope — with them. Three cows had been milked
and were grazing steadily with a tearing noise that one could
hear all down the meadow; and the voice of the mill at work
sounded like bare feet running on hard ground. A cuckoo
sat on a gate-post singing his broken June tune, 'cuckoo-
cubs', while a busy king-fisher crossed from the mill stream
to the brooks which ran on the other side of the meadow.
Everything else was a sort of thick, sleepy stillness, smelling
of meadow sweet and dry grass."
The play had come off beautifully, and Una and Dan
were eating the Bath Oliver bisquits when a strange looking
creature no taller than Dan's shoulder came up and asserted
his right to enter the play as an actor on the ground that since
they were playing on Pook's Hill, or Puck's Hill, and were
using his name, he would merely be coming into his own.
They accepted him with confidence, and he waved his wand
over them. Dan and Una were bright, imaginative, everyday
children, and in their naive way induced Puck to tell them
of the People of the Hills, and the times of Long Ago. In a
fascinating way, Puck told them of Weyland, Smith to the
Gods, who haughtily claimed kin to the Scandinavian Thor,
and of the wonderful singing sword that he forged for Hugh,
a novice at a monastery near which he had his forge. Be-
fore Puck could tell the children what became of the won-
derful sword the supper bell rang, and Puck broke the spell
by giving each of them three leaves of oak, ash and thorn.
The next night Puck weaves another spell, and they meet
a knight who owned Hugh's wonderful sword. This knight
tells them of the contests between Norman and Saxon and
showed how that soon there were neither Normans nor Sav-
ons, but English.
In the same spontaneous setting there are tales of the
Roman occupation of England. Then Puck presents a me-
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aiaeval Jew and a builder of Churches.
Kipling has reconstructed in imagination the great past
of England, and presented it as if it were a present day oc-
curence, it is his endeavor in this unique way of telling
the stories to wake up young and old to a sense of the glory
of the past of England and to inspire them to preserve a death-
less glory. Kipling is an imperialist, the champion of im-
perialism, but more than that, he is a patriot. Alive to the
fact that in the mad rush and materialism of the present day
his fellow-countrymen are apt to forget their duty in pre-
serving for the future a pride in their country, a pride that
embodies itself in noble deeds, he has endeavored to put be-
fore them as an example in a manner so ingenious as hardly
to be suspected the most thrilling phases of England's history.
In the Emory Phoenix, the story "The Rescue" is the
most worthy. The Irish character is well portrayed in speech,
is good and the conversation characteristic. Perhaps the
story, or the plot, rather, is too adventurous, too like the
Nick Carter and Buffalo Bill tales. Of the essays, "Original-
ity vs. Imitation" deserves mention. The contribution styled
"Hit the Line Hard and Never Flinch" is full of good thought;
"The Evolution of a Love-letter" is quite amusing, remem-
bering, too, the former one. We wonder if this interesting
— what shall I say, document — is to be followed by another
of the series. The whole magazine seems calculated to pub-
lish and set forth the campus life, its plans, events and so
forth. The departments have received attention.
Professor (to small boy) — How dare you swear before me?
Pupil — How did I know you wanted to swear first? — Ex.
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The story "Unfinished Business" in the Green and Gold
is a well- told love story. "Physics" is an attempt a f hu-
morous verse. The writer, however, did not realize the pos-
sibilities of the subject. It is such pieces tha f °ttest in^rest
in a college publication.
A rooster flaps his wings and crows,
A crow flaps his wings and goes. — Ex.
The Whitworth Clionian ranks with the best of last month's
exchanges. The short story, "Four New Year Resolutions
That Brought Good Luck," is good, true to life so far as it
shows the observance of such resolutions by their makers.
The title, however, is ill-chosen, misleading. "Murder Will
Out" is surely original. We think of all the stories reviewed
it is the best. There is only one small criticism — that either
the boy was a little prodigy, or else the writer makes him
speak too much like an older person, not "childishly" enough.
Most notably in the last sentence. The essay upon Bacon is
short but clear and concise of statement — some of the requisites
for essays in college magazines. We beg leave to quote from
the exchange notes: "Surely essays are merely secondary;
x x x cute, silly, funny, 'lovey-dovey' poems, stories and
parodies on popular songs should play, first fiddle' in a college
paper. If every paper will follow out such a plan and not
let the 'serious' predominate over the 'foolish' the paper can-
not but increase in attractiveness."
"The only record we have of him is in the historical
histories of the times." — Ex.
"Whoever may
Discern true ends shall grow pure enough
To love them, brave enough to strive for them,
And strong enough to reach them." — Ex.
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The literary portion of the Mississippi College Magazine
is quite spare. Not a story, nor a poem! We do not, of
course, know the conditions, but there ought surely to be
more than two short essavs.
Men wouldn't go to sleep in church, either, if they had
to hold their heads up to keep their hats on straight. — Ex.
The Converse Concept is an excellently arranged mag-
azine and undoubtedly shows literary ability, or perhaps
better to say, shows a knowledge and familiarity with lit-
erature. No mere scraping acquaintance! We commend the
story "After the Holidays."
Girl — The stars are quite numerous tonight.
Boy — Yes, and there are a heap of them, too. — Ex.
Some folks can't mind their business;
The reason is, you will find,
They either have no business,
Or else they have no mind. — Ex.
A yacht can stand on a tack in silence, but a man is not
built like a vacht. — Ex.
Why is a bee-hive like a bad potato?
Because a bee-hive is a beholder; and a beholder is a
spectator, and a specked tater is a bad potato. — Ex.
Ethel — What a finely chiseled mouth you have! It
ought to be on a girl's face.
Jack — Well I seldom miss an opportunity. — Ex.
Silently one by one in the infinite,
Note-book of the teachers,
Blossom the neat little zeroes.
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The forget-me-nots of the Seniors."
Stingy.
He loves to spend a pleasant hour
With pretty lady friends;
But all the girls are getting sour,
For that is all he spends. — Ex.
We acknowledge the receipt of the following exchanges:
Mississippi College Magazine, Academy Girl, Kendall Collegian,
Converse Concept, Andrew College Monthly, Green and Gold,
Whitworth Clionian, and Emory Phoenix.
Craftily accepting and giving aid in rec-
CRIBBING. itation, test or examination is cribbing. It
is deceiving and cheating. For those who
move along the borderland of crime, but rarely fall into the
clutches of the law, the term, "criminaloid" has been coined.
The "criminaloid" include the political boss and boodler,
the corrupt legislator and officer, those who give and take
secret rebates, those who juggle with big accounts, and in
the little college world, those who crib. Some students feel
toward the railroads Beat them when you can. What harm
is there in cribbing? If Jack wishes to copy from John's
paper, John knows none the less. If Jack wants to aid his
memory by consulting his cuff or some notes on "spots"
previously made, but presently useful, is it not Jack's own
affair, even granted there is harm? "Now, the man who
cribs must be classed with both the liars and the thieves."
The student who "jacks," even though he sign no pledge,
certainly deceives the faculty — and deliberate deception is
lying. And, too, he who gets his grades through fraud, will
perchance, finally steal his diploma. At a college where crib-
bing is generally practised, the value of the institution's
diploma is lowered and the hard work of the honest student
is discounted. The result is, the cribber harms not only
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himself , but also the reputation of his college and the standing
of the students going out from that institution.
For this matter the remedy lies in the hands of the student
body and faculty. Final responsibility rests on the latter.
"When Professors attest the attainments of a student by
signing his diploma, it is their business to see to it that they
are not certifying to a counterfeit." But the students are
mainly responsible. Public opinion is the motive power that
propels everything. Unless there is a hale and hearty sen-
timent against dishonesty, little can be done to cope with it.
This sentiment must be strong, corporate and co-operative.
The honor system here has done much. Yet we need some-
thing more. We need the honor system permeating our at-
mosphere. Let us talk up honor spirit and set loftier stand-
ards and talk down and against any unfairness. Imbibed
with high ideals, imbued with right principles and united
in purpose, we can successfully subdue cribbing.
The interest of the devotional meetings has been pro-
moted by Rev. T. W. Lewis, Financial Agent for Millsaps.
His address, "Poniel's Inflexible Adherence to Principle"
was highly appreciated. The value of noble purpose and
the forces determining character were discussed with great
earnestness. Also Professor Ricketts gave a valuable talk
on the Lord's Prayer and His relation to the disciples. It
is always enjoyable and profitable to hear our senior Professor.
The other leaders have acquitted themselves better than usual.
There are now four classes studying Missions; they are pro-
gressing very well, though some who were enrolled have not
yet come to class.
Of the 166 students who signed the census
RELIGIOUS cards the other morning in Chapel, 125 are
CENSUS. Methodist; 17 affiliated with the same; 6 Bap-
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tists; 7 Presbyterians, 4 affiliates; 2 Episcopalians; 1 Christian,
1 affiliate; 1 Judaist; 2 no preference. Life work: 14 have
chosen ministry; 17 law; 14 medicine; 1 dentistry; 8 teaching;
6 engineering; 1 electrician; 8 merchandising; 3 banking;
1 farming; 2 piano tuning; 69 are undecided.
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A HAPPY AWAKENING.
I was living at my old home in Dennis, a small country
town, situated among the hills in the south-central part of the
State, when the events of the following story happened.
All who have ever visited that little town know some-
thing of the true pleasures of country life, and, as it suffices
to say that it is the loveliest in all the country, I will not
take time to enumerate particulars here, but will proceed to
relate an incident connected with my courtship, near there,
with Alice Star.
It was at the above mentioned place, during the Spring
of 1905, that I awoke one Sunday morning and read the time
from the clock on the mantel and found that I had overslept
myself. I quickly arose and dressed in my very best, for
the day was at hand on which I had determined to make
my third, and what I swore should be my last, proposal to
Alice and win her hand if possible. The morning was one
that gave life to every thing, and all seemed to be in high
spirits. The sun was shining out warmly and the birds and
animals, both wild and domestic, seemed to be taking part
in the pleasures the day brought forth.
Now Alice's home was about five miles away, and as I
had promised her the Sunday before I would come, I thought
of nothing but the pleasures that awaited me. As I got into
my buggy my mother remarked that she hoped I would have
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good "luck". I thanked her, and was soon out of sight down
the country road. "Old Charlie," my horse, it seemed caught
the spirit of the day, and trotted off as airily as a racer. Noth-
ing worthy of note happened during my ride over the first
four miles of the distance, except that occasionally "Old
Charlie" would take a little fright, but as my mind was en-
gaged with better things I scarcely took any notice of his
caprices.
"Going to make my final proposal,"; yes, that was the
thought which I was constantly turning over in my mind.
I had gotten within a mile of Alice's home when, on com-
ing down a steep hill, I came in sight of a big pond out to my
right. I was admiring its sparkling beauties when I happened
to notice, some distance from the shore, a lot of beautiful
water lillies. Naturally, my first thought was to get them
for Alice. I glanced at my watch and saw I was just a little
early owing to the fast rate at which "Old Charlie" had trav-
eled, so I concluded I would while the time away getting the
lillies. But then they were so far from the edge of the pond
it was impossible to reach them from land; nevertheless, I
was determined to get them, so I drove out to one side of the
road and left "Old Charlie" to graze on the pond grass, while
I went to get the flowers.
First I went some distance up one side of the pond in
search of a boat, but finding none, I returned, and was about
to give up hopes of securing the lillies when the capital idea
of swimming after them came to my mind. It seemed strange
that I had not thought of that plan sooner, for the sun was
shining out warmly and the rippling pond was naturally in-
viting to my boyish nature. Now the road I had been trav-
eling was a private road and I knew no one would pass that
way, so I determined to put my plan into execution imme-
diately. Accordingly, I quickly undressed, and as the grass
was still damp with the morning dew, I placed my clothes
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carefully on my buggy seat. I then turned to my task with
renewed energy, for I was a good swimmer and was confident
that I would succeeed. I waded as far as I could, but was
compelled to swim several yards; however, I reached the
lillies all right. They were the most beautiful I had ever
seen, so I lost no time in gathering as many as I could take
back with me.
I had swum back to the shore and had stopped a moment,
near the edge of the water, to admire my hard- won prize,
when "Old Charlie," some thirty yards away, turned his head
and saw me with the lillies. I suppose he must have thought
me some sort of sea monster, for he gave a loud snort and
plunged forward with all his might. Before I could realize
what had happened he was fifty or sixty yards away. I
threw down my lillies and rushed after him as fast as I could.
The stones and gravel bruised my feet severely as I ran, but
I realized that a time had come in which pain had to be en-
dured. For the first time "Old Charlie" refused to obey
my entreating "whoa!" though I called to him incessantly.
His fright did not last long, but he still cantered on at a lively
rate. I succeeded in overtaking him just as he entered the
public highway, which, by the way, was nearly a quarter of
a mile from where we had started our race.
I scrambled in over my buggy seat and quickly brought
"Old Charlie." to a standstill. Luckily, no one was in sight,
but I knew that there was likely to be some one along at any
moment; so I quickly put on my shirt, collar and tie and
looked for my trousers, but, to my disappointment, they
were gone. At that instant I heard some one coming and
on looking back, I saw two ladies in a buggy, but they had
not seen me, for they seemed to be busily engaged in conver-
sation. I sat down and jerked up my lap-robe and flung on
my coat. I started on down the road, but drove very slowly,
thinking that the ladies would pass me, and I would then go
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back and search for my much-needed garment. But to my
sorrow I saw them get out and begin fixing something about
their harness. I was trying to think what on earth was to
be done when, on turning a sudden bend of the road, I came
in full view of several ladies out by the roadside.
On approaching the company I was amazed to find that
it was Alice and her grandmother in company with two other
ladies whom I did not recognize. They all seemed to be
greatly distressed, and on seeing me, Alice ran up to my bug-
gy and exclaimed that my coming at that moment was prov-
idential, for she said that she and her grandmother had been
to spend the night with two of her friends both of whom were
then with them, and that one of the girls had been snake-bitten,
and that this had so frightened her aged grandmother that
she had become exhausted.
Alice could tell me her troubles, but I could not tell her
mine.
She proposed that I get out and with her and her friend
walk ahead and lead my horse while the two afficted people
should ride in the buggy. I told her that I was sick and did
not feel able to walk. They all said I did look pale, and Alice's
friend spoke up and proposed that they should make me a
pallet out of the lap-robe, in the shade of the trees, and that
Alice should remain there with me while she would carry the
unfortunates, one at a time, to Alice's home and then return
for us.
They all approved of this proposal declaring it to be a
capital idea, and the two girls advanced and "Bob", my
room-mate, jagged me in the side and asked me what in the
deuce I had been dreaming about.
"Prep," '09.
TRUE WORTH REWARDED.
"It is a shame, Frank!" exclaimed Jack Winston indig-
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nantly, as the two friends came from" one of the class rooms.
"The idea of Tom Hanley's having better grades than you.
I don't believe there is any justice in it!"
"Oh! I guess he makes them," answered Frank, though
rather gloomily, "the Prof, would hardly give them to him
if he didn't."
"Yes, he makes them," said Jack contemptuously, "but
how does he do it? He cuts class whenever he feels like it,
and stays in his room sick; then he makes it up at Ms leisure,
and makes a fine mark on it. Who couldn't? And when
he does come to class, he cheats half the time. He sits back
where the Prof, can't see Mm, and looks on Ms book when-
ever he feels like it. Half the time he almost reads the answers
to Ms questions out of Ms book. Oh! it makes my blood boil
to tMnk about a fellow like that getting that scholarship!
And he doesn't care anytMng about it, either. He's not try-
ing for the scholarship; he's trying to beat you!"
"Well," said Frank, with a determined air, "there are
the examinations to come. He can't cheat then, and after
all that is where the test comes. If he beats me then he will
have to do it fairly. I believe I have always beaten him
on the exams, before, but Ms dailies are always better than
mine. I wish I knew just how we stand. Well, we will all
know in about two weeks, so let's not talk about it any more."
Frank Long was a poor boy working Ms way tMough
college. His father had died when he was fifteen, and his
mother two years later. For the two years after Ms father's
death he worked and supported Ms mother, and after she
died he began to save Ms money in order to fulfill the one
ambition of Ms life — to get a college education.
By working hard for tMee years, he saved enough money
to take him through college at B , and now at the age of
twenty-tliree, he was witMn two weeks of getting Ms diploma.
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But he was not satisfied with this. He wanted to go to Har-
vard.
B College offered a Harvard scholarship each year
to the student who made the highest record during the four
years, and Frank had worked continually to win that schol-
arship.
In his first year at college Frank had found a friend and
had also made an enemy, both of which were to remain such
all through his college life.
Frank Long and Jack Winston were as different in dispo-
sition as two friends could well be. Frank was serious, rather
quiet, devoted to his studies; Jack just the opposite, jolly,
full of fun and mischief, and studied because he had to get
through college.
In one thing, however, they were alike: they were both
very enthusiastic over football, and both were excellent players.
Tom Hanley was also an excellent football player, and
it was in playing football that Frank made an enemy of Tom
Hanley.
Frank, Jack, and Tom Hanley were working for a certain
place on the college team. Tom Hanley had set his heart
on that one thing, and when Frank was put on the college
team as full back, he was bitterly disappointed. From that
day he did all in his power against Frank. Several times
while playing he tried to hurt Frank and put him out of the
game. He only desisted when he was warned that he was
being watched. Then he entered the contest for the Harvard
scholarship., not because he wanted it, he had enough money
to go to school for the rest of his life, if he cared to, but merely
to keep Frank from winning it. He determined to beat
Frank by fair means or foul.
So far no one knew who was ahead in the contest. On
the daily grades Hanley was a little ahead of Frank each
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quarter, but he would never tell what he made on an exam-
ination, and though Frank felt sure that he made more on the
examination than Hanley, he could not tell. No one would
know until the last day of commencement who the winner was.
There was not a boy on the campus who did not like
Frank, and all would have been glad to see him win the schol-
arship. On the other hand, there were very few of the boys
who liked Hanley, and would have rejoiced with him over
winning it, for he made no secret of his reasons for wanting
it. He boasted that he didn't know that he would use it,
if he won it — that he did not have to work his way through
college.
Frank paid no attention to his boasting, but continued
to study harder than ever, preparing for the final examination,
for he knew that now everything depended on the final exams.
The boys had found out their daily grades, and as before,
Hanley 's grades were the highest; it was this which had made
Jack so angry. He was devoted to his friend and was as
anxious that he should win the scholarship as Frank him-
self, and could not understand how the professors could allow
themselves to be so deceived by Hanley.
It was on the Friday before examination week that they
found out their daily grades, and that evening many of the
boys dropped in at Frank's and Jack's room to talk about it.
Most of the other boys were almost as indignant as Jack,
but Frank would not let them talk about Tom Hanley.
"There is no use in saying mean things about him, boys,"
he said. "It does no good. I am going to do my best to win
out, and if I don't — well, I hope he enjoys it."
"If he does he will enjoy it alone," answered Dick Saun-
ders, one of Frank's classmates, "for none of the boys want him
to get it."
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"Listen, boys," said Frank, "I am tired of hearing so much
about the scholarship. I propose that we not mention it any
more until after exams. I am sure we will all feel better, if
we talk less about it."
So no more was heard about the contest for the next week.
Examinations began on Monday, and everybody was busy all
the week.
They heard their grades on Friday after the examinations,
and Frank felt very hopeful. His grades were unusually
good; he had studied hard for the examinations, and was well
satisfied with his marks. He felt sure that Hanley could not
have beaten him this time, for he knew that he had been study-
ing very little. He was feeling very cheerful over his pros-
pects, until the next day one of the boys burst in his room very
much excited. He had just been to Hanley's room, and for
the first time Hanley was telling his examination grades.
Jack was all excitement !
"Telling his grades!" he cried. "What are they?"
"They must be very good," said Frank, "or he wouldn't
be telling them."
"They are," answered the boy. "He says they are better
than yours, Frank, and that he knows he has the scholarship
now." Frank's heart sank.
"Well," said Frank, "if he has made better marks than
I have, he has won the scholarship."
He hasn't won it," cried Jack angrily, "and if he gets it,
there will be no justice in it. But I can't believe they will
give it to him."
"Well, we will know Friday who gets it, but there will
be a whole week of suspense."
Frank tried to speak cheerfully, but he had given up all
hope of getting the scholarship. If Hanley had made the
marks on the examinations that he claimed to have made,
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he knew that there was no hope for him. Still he did not
understand how Hanley did it. He knew there was little or
no chance for him to cheat on examination. But Hanley was
telling everybody what he had made, and all the boys felt
sure that he had the scholarship. All except Jack! He
would not believe it. But Frank began to plan what he
would do after that week, for he knew that unless he won the
scholarship, he could not go to Harvard for several years.
He went to all exercises during commencement week,
but he did not enjoy them as he had before. His last com-
mencement, the one that he had looked forward to with so
much pleasure, was to be the least enjoyable of all!
Finally, the longed-for Friday came. Friday morning
the diplomas were presented and as Frank received his, the
President shook him by the hand, and said heartily, "Mr. Long,
I hope you will be as successful in everything you undertake,
as you have been in your school life, and I am sure you will."
Frank returned to his seat with a lighter heart — his efforts
had not been useless after all. After the diplomas were
presented and all the speeches delivered, there remained but
the awarding of the prizes.
Frank heard the President call the name of the winner of
the Freshman medal for oratory; then the Sophomore, the
Junior, and the essay prize; then he began the speech always
so tedious to the anxious one waiting to know the result of
earnest effort.
"There remains but one more prize to be awarded — the
most important of all, and the one always of most interest to
all. The winner of the Harvard scholarship must strive not
one year, but four years — during the whole of his college life,
and this scholarship has never been given to one unworthy
of it. The one who receives it must be a man worthy to rep-
resent B College." Tom Hanley 's face wore a triumphant
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smile; Frank was rather pale — he was getting nervous. "Why
didn't he give the scholarship to Hartley and be done with it?
"This year," continued the President, "we have the pleas-
ure of presenting the scholarship to one whom we feel sure will
bring honor upon B College, as well as himself — Mr. Frank
Long."
For one short moment there was a dead silence. Then the old
hall rang with a cheer that sent the blood rushing through
Frank's veins, and he was caught up on the shoulders of a
crowd of joyful classmates and borne triumphantly round the
hall while every student save one responded to Jack's call
for three cheers for Long, "Three cheers for Long; Hip ray!
hip ray! hip ray! Long!"
Hattie Easterling.
FROM THE DIARY OF A CO-ED.
Wednesday, December 4th, 19 — .
Cold as blue blazes — and we have a written lesson in
Chemistry tomorrow! My shoes have just come, the heels
are a mile high, and I was scared to death mother would make
me take them back, but she didn't say a word. Father said
if I'd think less about "gewgaws and furbelows" (which is
what he calls everything I get) and more about studying, I'd
get along a little faster in the paths of knowledge. Toodles
said I'd have to use them for pin-trays, as it was his private
opinion I'd never get them on in this world, and he doubted
if I'd do it in the next, which made me mad and I threw one of
them at him and nearly broke the vase cousin Annie gave me
Christmas. He says he believes girls are perfectly happy
if they can squeeze their feet into a pair of shoes half a size
smaller than nature intended them to wear. "They don't
think about a thing in the world but clothes and boys anyhow,
and of all the idiotic girls co-eds are — " but that's as far as he
ever gets, for I always fly at him with the broom, or anything
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that comes handy. You wouldn't think that brother of mine
could be so horrid, he's so nice looking, but sometimes it's all
I can do to keep from giving him what he deserves.
He thinks just because he's older than I am, and because
he's a Senior and I'm just a Freshman, that he ought to "lord
it" over me all the time. And his views on girls — and co-
education are enough to make a saint despair. The other
day I was struggling with my Math (we had seven examples
and I couldn't work but one) when Toodles came stalking into
my room in his most majestic manner.
"You might just as well go on out," I said, "I've got to
study — busted twice this week in Math, and I've got to work
these idiotic examples. Don't bother me." And I was for
putting him out the door whether he wanted to go or not.
"0, no," he said, "don't try to force your brother Toodles
to leave, he's bigger than you are, and you'll just be wasting
time. Let me give you a bit of advice, my dear young sister,
never try to use force on anybody that's bigger than you are,
you'll get the worst of it every time. Argue, if you please,
but force — never! Now, your brother Toodles," he always
speaks of himself to me as "your brother Toodles," as if I
were about two years old; it makes me so mad. "Your brother
Toodles is going to amuse himself by talking to his little sister
awhile, so she may just as well put up her Math and listen to
the words of wisdom as they fall, possibly they may do her
some good."
Yes, I put up my Math, I always have to when he starts
that way, for I know no earthly power can stop him. I
verily believe if the house was to burn up while he was in the
midst of one of his lectures to me he'd just go right on till he
finished, as calmly as if nothing was happening. Knowing
this, what else could I do but resign myself as much as possible
and endeavor to submit gracefully to the inevitable.
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"No," he began, as if I had asked him a question, "No, I
do not approve of co-education. My opinions are not hastily
formed, they are the result of years of observation, so you
must not imagine for a moment that your brother Toodles
has not proof enough to convince a jury." He began to stride
back and forth across the floor, occasionally running his fingers
through his hair to make it rare up in a most oratorical manner.
"Why," he continued, "have I not a living example before me?
Yes," pausing to look at me critically a moment, "yes, I be-
hold one in you. You are a very nice sort of girl — as girls
go: you have a little sense, not much, oh no, let me hasten to
add that you are not overburdened with brain. However,
you understand me, don't you, you have just enough not to
be quite a dunce. I will say no more of your mental powers,
for I have always been taught that it is wrong to speak slight-
ingly of the absent.
"As to your appearance," he stopped for a minute and
regarded me with the most quizzical air, "your appearance
isn't much; I don't mean to say you are ugly, oh no, far be it
from me to say that, but, honestly, child, I'll tell you what
you are — you're homely, and that's all. Your eyes are too
far apart, they give one the impression that all is vacancy
bihend them. Now, look at your brother Toodles' eyes —
they're just about right; see," he went on measuring with his
ringer, "your eyes are at least an inch farther apart than
mine, and you can imagine how they look. You can't tell
by the looking-glass either — they're so far apart that to you
they look close together, so you'll just have to take your brother
Toodles word for it. Now, I could forget your eyes, but your
freckles — ugh! they look like door knobs. Goodness! don't
drop your chin that way! When you do it so, I wouldn't
suspect you had a chin if I didn't know it. Oh, well, don't
bother about it," he added, as he saw I had reached the limit
of my endurance, "we all know it isn't any fault of yours;
you can't help it, you do all you can to help things — trying
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to make your hair curly and so on, but it doesn't do much good,
not much. Well, there you are, anyway, and besides all that,
you're a co-ed. You haven't quite reached the height of co-
edicy, which is a synonym for lunacy, not quite that state
where you meet a fellow on the walk, exclaim simperingly,
'Why, good morning, Mr. so-and-so,' giggle, giggle, 'How are
you this morning,' giggle, giggle — and so on throughout a
whole conversation. No, I'll admit you aren't quite there
yet, but you're in a fair way to get there pretty soon if you
keep on at the present rate. No, indeed, a boys' college is no
place for a girl. She ought to be at home learning how to
cook and wash dishes and sew; or, if she has to go to school,
she ought to be in a convent, and that's right where you'll
be this time next year if I have my way. This co-education
business will be the end of me yet. Why, just a minute ago,
you spoke of Math as 'idiotic stuff' and said you had 'busted.'
The idea of a sister of mine, a person who pretends to be the
beginning of a lady, the idea, I say, of such a person's speaking
so! It sounds like a rowdy boy with no manners at all. If
you want to say you 'busted', don't say it — it is slang, and I
am sure you never heard your brother Toodles use it except
in quotation marks. And let me never again hear you speak
so disrespectfully of your Mathematics — it is almost immoral
to call it 'idiotic stuff.' I hope you will try to remember what
I have said, and profit by it, for you could be a right nice sort
of girl if you weren't — so — homely — " And I almost hit him
with my Math book, but he was too quick, and had the door
shut before it reached him; but I'll forgive him for he dropped
a box of candy on. his way out.
It's pretty good candy, I'm eating it now, and I don't care
if I haven't got my Math and I think my brother Toodles is
a right nice kind of boy — if he wasn't so conceited. Goodness!
It's half past four, and I have to practice an hour before dark.
Don't co-eds have a hard time!
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Thursday, December 5th.
I thought I was late this morning and most ran all the way
to chapel, but when I got there found I was early — our clock
is a caution! It's always wrong. Well, I sat down in Junior
section to wait, and hadn't been there two minutes when Billy
Hallo wane came in. He's a funny little fellow, always up to
some mischief, but awfully smart and always knows his lessons.
He walked over to where I was and handed me a bundle
about the size of a shoe box.
"I want you to keep this for me till after chapel, please
ma'am, if it's not too much trouble."
"Of course I will," I said, taking it, tho I thought at the
time it was a rather peculiar request. "Have you heard
Prof. Jackson is going to give us an exam this evening?"
"This evening, goodness! I've got to get to work — see
you after chapel," and he was off in a hurry.
Now, I wondered what was in that box, and why he wanted
me to keep it, but I just put it beside me on the bench and
looked at it. Directly several of the girls came in, there aren't
but six of us in all, but we have to sit on one bench in chapel —
which is rather uncomfortable; and so when Annie came in late
after the President had come in, and in fact, after he had
started talking (he always gives a heart-to-heart talk about
two weeks before exams) I had to move "jam-up against the
wall" and picked up the box. I had just turned it over, when
the thing began to ring. I dropped it on the floor, and it
rang all the louder. President stopped about the middle of
a sentence and looked at Junior section as if he'd like to mur-
der every last one of us; everybody in Chapel was simply dy-
ing laughing and 1 was about to go crazy; but I had presence
of mind enough to give the thing a kick that broke the box and
sent the little alarm clock rolling across the floor to the seat
where Billy was. Meanwhile the bell was still ringing and the
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whole Chapel raving. President beat on his desk with his
fist and by the time he got the laughing about hushed, the
clock had run itself out.
"I would like to speak to the student who has caused
this unseemingly disturbance, for a moment after Chapel."
and he went on with his talk.
Everybody has teased me to death about it since. Poor
Billy got twenty-five demerits, but he certainly deserved
them. Toodles has nearly run me crazy — he was in the
chapel and heard it all, and he says a convent is the only place
for me. I'm beginning to agree with him — the life of a co-ed
is too strenuous for me, and I'm seriously thinking about
stopping school "on account of my health."
This is all for today.
Cite JEHkaps Ctfll^mtt 1
Vol. 9.
Jackson, Miss., April 1907.
No. 7.
Published Monthly by the Students of Millsaps College.
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EDITORIALS.
mi
The Millsaps-S. U. Debate.
The debate which in the early part of the session was
arranged between Millsaps and the Southern University
occurred in Greensboro the 29th of March, and as the second
debate of this series will occur here next spring, we feel
that it is not improper to speak of the generous hospitality
of the students of the S. U., so that the students here may not
fail to be impressed with the fact that they are under obli-
gations, beyond those which ordinary courtesy and polite-
ness demand, to entertain the representatives of the S. U., in
next year's debate.
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The selection of judges, the setting of the time limit
of speeches and all other preliminaries of the debate were
left to the home debaters and in every particular they were
careful to see that the square and honorable thing was done.
They were excused by the faculty from reporting to recitations
Friday in order that they might make everything as enjoyable
for the Millsaps men as possible; but the S. U.'s hospitality
was by no means confined to her debaters, but the entire
student body and even the faculty seemed to have conspired
to make the stay of the visitors a pleasant one.
While the debate was in progress the audience was atten-
tive and liberal in their applause to both sides alike and though
their sympathies must naturally have been with the home
speakers a careful observer could scarcely have detected it
during the debate. Because of generous and hospitable
treatment in all respects the Millsaps representatives will
always recall their visit with pleasure, but it was as repre-
sentatives of Millsaps College they were entertained, not as
individuals, and we mistake the character of our students
here if next year they are not equally hospitable to the rep-
resentatives of the Southern Universitv.
Things in General.
This year is one of unexampled prosperity with Millsaps.
A number of things have occurred which not only indicate
a bright future but also bear evidence that our present posi-
tion in the college world is in no wise a mean one. The year
will witness the completion of our Millsaps- Carnegie Library
which will easily hold the first place of all the libraries in the
state. In December the Conference provided a Commis-
sioner of Education for the College and selected to fill the
position one of the ablest and most prominent ministers
in the state. This officer is vigorously and successfully en-
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gaged in increasing the endowment fund, and when thirteen
thousand dollars more is secured the task of raising the one
hundred thousand, which was determined upon two years
ago, will have been accomplished.
Nothing has occurred so gratifying to the College and
its friends as the action of the National Board of Education
in voting to the College twenty-five thousand dollars of the
Rockefeller Educational Fund. This is a matter for elation,
not only because of the intrinsic value of the amount granted,
but also because of the conspicuous recognition of the College,
which brought it into National prominence. This Board of
Education is, of course, composed of the country's ablest
citizens and it is known that they do not bestow money upon
any institution without assurance that it is a deserving one.
Though scores of Southern colleges made application to the
Board Millsaps bears the distinction of being the only Southern
College to receive any portion of the Rockefeller Fund, and
this fact has been commented upon in the great journals all
over the country.
All these things are a source of gratification and we are
proud of them. In the midst of this material prosperity,
however, we need to repeat the recessional "Lest we forget."
For we are in danger of forgetting that it is great teachers and
earnest students who make the great college and not hand-
some buildings and large endowments. We need to make
our advancement intellectually in proportion to our advance-
ment in other ways. At present there seems to be a growing
tendency among us to be too easily satisfied with what we
do, too content with the mediocre. Our efforts may not be,
in any line of work, discreditable, but it is in our power to do
more than we are doing. We need to set a higher stand-
ard and to realize that a high standard can be reached only by
unwearied and unceasing labor.
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Ml
LOCAL DEPARTMENT,
With the advent of spring Morpheus has made his ap-
pearance. "Fatty" Backstrom's "long suit" is taking his af-
ternoon nap between two and three.
J. A. Baker, after completing a term as "piney-woods
Perfesser" at Morriston, spent several days on the campus
mingling with his old friends.
On the evening of the 12th occurred the 15th anniver-
sary celebration of the Lamar Society. The speakers of the
occasion were, C. H. Kirkland, orator, "The Passing of the
Middle Class in the South;" S. I. Osborn, anniversian, "Cen-
tralized Democracy." The feature of the exercises was the
address by Mr. Paul B. Kern, of Nashville.
Dr. Bourke, of the Chair of English, in charge, and
Messrs. Alston and Kirby, of the S. W. B. U. base ball team,
on their return from Mississippi College where they played a
series of games, stopped over with club-mates for a few hours.
If there have been any disappointments on the part of
any of the patrons of the Lyceum Course they have been ful-
ly recompensed by the appearance of the Temple Male Quar-
tette. Congratulations are due the management on their
selection of this popular attraction.
Dr. Moore was absent from his classes a week on account
of sickness.
The faculty have chosen the following young gentlemen
of the Freshman class as contestants for the Millsaps medal:
Andrews, Campbell, Easterling, Johnson, Jones, L. B. Moh-
ler, McClure, McGahey, Neill, Jumper, Guinn, and Pittman.
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Quite a number of the boys attended the Philornathean
anniversary exercises at Mississippi College on the 6th.
Misses Moore and Easterling attended the Missionary
Conference which convened at Hattiesburg recently; also
they saw Fred.
To our calendar of events has been added "Patriots
Day, "which is to be annually devoted to the celebration of
Mississippi, the South, the Nation. In the forenoon the pro-
gram will be speeches interspersed by music from the Mill-
saps Quartette, in the afternoon field games. April the 26th
has been selected as the date.
Prof, and Mrs. Walmsley are rejoicing over the arrival
of a young lady in their home.
On the evening of the 19th the club rooms of the Kappa
Sigmas were the scene of much merriment. The occasion was
the annual reception. Music was furnished by Pierson's
band.
"Red" Neill is recuperating at Coopers Well.
Curry at 872 — "Hello! whom do you want to speak to"?
The other party — "To Mr. Rousseaux."
"Well, who is that?"
"This is his girl."
"Bishop" Rainey purchased some anniversary invita-
tions and when he came to send them out naturally found
that he had twice as many envelopes as invitations. Con-
scientious as he was, he carried the extra envelopes back to
the committee, "you have made a mistake and given me too
many envelopes and I thought perhaps you wouldn't have
enough."
After a few days time lost on account of lack of mater-
ial, work has again been resumed on the Millsaps-Carnegie
Library. The walls of the building are almost up and the
stone trimmings present a very attractive appearance.
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The Sophs have adopted the class hat, purple and white;
the Freshmen, imitating, will soon appear in head gear of
black and gold — the verdant color more appropriate?
The faculty and student body were rejoiced to see Bishop
Galloway, president of our board of trustees, on the campus.
The Bishop has but recently returned from Florida where,
we are glad to note, he regained his impaired good health.
After the close of the series of basket ball games in which
the Juniors won the pennant, a schedule for class champion-
ship in base ball was arranged. This also has been finished
and the Freshmen were victorious. The team is muchly
elated over the fact that the "co-ed"members of the class
will celebrate the victory with a reception to them.
This self-same team, weeping for other teams to con-
quer, challenged the Freshmen team of Mississippi College.
After the game was pulled off they came back with their
spirits a little bedraggled. The score — we forbear.
Again the Edwards was the scene of gay collegiate fes-
tivities. This time it was the occasion of the annual banquet
of the Kappa Alphas. Prof. Pitard's orchestra furnished the
music, and the occasion was a decided success.
The annual revival, under the auspices of the Y. M. C.
A., was conducted by the Rev. Paul M. Brown, of the Louisiana
Conference. Mr. Brown is recognized as one of the most
able ministers of Ms Conference. Much good is accomplished
each year by these revivals.
Somehow Millsaps has always felt a special affinity for
Whitworth, and this tender feeling for our sister institution
was greatly strengthened by a recent visit from the Senior
class. They enjoyed looking at the heavenly bodies, while
we were content to confine our attention to those terrestrial.
If you enjoyed the visit half as much as we the honor of it —
satisfactory here.
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HERE'S TO
The ugliest of the ugly,
The greenest of the green,
The Freshman!
The wisest of the wise,
The biggest of the fool,
The Sopomore!
The dinkiest of the dinky,
The swellest of the swell,
The Junior!
The stateliest of the stately,
The grandest of the grand,
The senior!
The gentlest of the gentle,
The fairest of the fair,
The Co-ed!
On invitation of the President of the Epworth League
Association of the Mississippi Conference, the Millsaps Quartette
consisting of Frost, 1st tenor; Gieger, 2d tenor; Terrell, 1st
bass; Kirkland, 2d bass, attended the Conference held on
March 29, 30, 31, at Laurel.
The Galloway Society will celebrate its fifteenth anni-
versary on the 26th. Dr. A. A. Kern, head of the Depart-
ment of English, but who has recently had conferred upon
him the degree of Doctor of Philosophy, by Johns Hopkin
University, will be the prominent speaker.
Dr. 0. E. Brown, of the Theological Department of
Vanderbilt, was on the campus a few days during the month.
His lectures and sermons were highly appreciated.
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The faculty have inaugurated the plan of giving lectures
on topics touching their particular department. These lec-
tures are interesting and beneficial, not only to those who
have given some study to the subjects, but they are made so
delightful that they are attractive to the entire student body.
On Wednesday, the 17th, Dr. Sullivan, of the Department
of Science presented quite an interesting and instructive
paper on the "History of the Sciences."
LITERARY DEPARTMENT.
Written by Dr. B. A. Wise, Acting Professor of English.
Perennial has been the interest in Chaucer, the morning
star of English song; but in recent years, especially since the
publication of Professor Skeat's peerless 7-volume edition
of the poet's works in 1894, the interest of scholars has been
heightened. Since then many monographs embodying the
results of Chaucerian research have been published. In-
dicative of their number is the fact that no less than three
Johns Hopkins dissertations upon Chaucerian subjects have
been announced within the past two years. The latest of the
three, published in February, is the dissertation of Dr. A. A.
Kern, Professor of English in Millsaps College.
This thesis, entitled "The Ancestry of Chaucer," is based
in the main upon the "Life Records of Chaucer," printed by
the Chaucer Society. The study was begun with the purpose
of "letting us see just where we stand with regard to certain
points in Chaucer's life;" and has resulted in a "complete
and well arranged account of hitherto neglected and often
mis- written portions of tht poet's biography." Dr. Kern
has so skillfully collected and sifted material that in every
subject upon which he has touched he has been able to correct
many slight errors and to add new facts. Moreover, he has
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rejected some false theories that until now have been generally
accepted. Where he could not prove statements, he has
carefully weighed probability. His logical presentation of
facts enforces the acceptance of some conclusions which
have not hitherto been wholly convincing. Whether rejecting
the false or proving the true, he has everywhere made such
clear statement as indicates mastery of the subject, carries
conviction, and increased knowledge. In a word, his saue
valuation of evidence and conservatism of statement makes
his study a model of sound scholarship.
These are the chapter headings: "The Name Chaucer,"
"The Chaucers," "The Parentage of Chaucer," The Grand-
parents of Chaucer," "The Parents of Chaucer," "The Friends
of the Chaucers." In treating each of these topics, the author
not only shows us where we stand, but also gives us a histor-
ical sketch of the erroneous views, wild guesses, and lengthy
discussions that have had part in bringing us to the present
state of our knowledge. We can here mention but one or
two points made by Dr. Kern.
The name Chaucer is derived from the old French Chaucier,
meaning "a hosier," and furnishes a good instance of the
passing of a trade name into a surname. The article "le,"
found before the name in the case of several members of the
family, is an important link in the chain of evidence. - In
England the name was slightly changed in form and mean-
ing, and became Chaucer, "a shoemaker." However, the
older form Chaucier appears on the poet's seal. Support of
this derivation of the name is found in the fact that, with
one exception, the London Chaucers all lived in Cordwaner-
strete Ward, i. e., in the shoemakers' ward.
We now know that the poet's great-great-grandfather
was Robert, the tavern keeper, who live at Ipswich in 1260.
Between Mm and Goeffrey the male ancestors in order are
Andrew, Robert, and John. The poet's father and grand-
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33
father were wealthy and influential citizens of London, and
both held in the Customs service the position of deputy to
the king's butler. Thus it is not strange that Geoffrey should
have risen so high in royal and social circles as to be page
to the Countess of Ulster.
The Appendix shows that even scholars may have eyes
and see not; for it contains a number of records bearing upon
the ancestry of Chaucer that have been accessible to every
one in the Close Rolls of the English kings. Though these
records widen considerably our knowledge of Chaucer's for-
bears, they have not heretofore been recognized as pertinent.
It remained for Dr. Kern to see their bearing and value.
Dr. Kern's thesis has already been favorably received
in the scholarly world. Dr. F. J. Furnivall, President of
the Chaucer Society, has written to the author commending
the study as a "capital bit of work," and asking his permission
to print 150 copies as a regular number of the Chaucer So-
ciety's publications. This unsolicited and substantial praise
from one of England's foremost Chaucerian scholars is no
doubt, gratifying to the author and to lus father, to whom
the work is dedicated. It is no less a source of great pleasure
to Dr. Kern's many friends at Millsaps College.
EXCHANGE DEPARTMENT.
Hello, you fellows! What is the matter? We do not
get but a few exchanges, though ours leaves every month
for your colleges. How can we comment if you do not send
us anything to comment upon? Get busy and let us hear
from you.
We like the article "In the Winter Time of Life" pub-
lished by the Mississippi College Magazine. It is a good,
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strong, worthy plea for a good noble life, especially in youth,
the formative period of life towards which the memory turns
for pleasure and solace in later years.
"Sergeant Osekara" is a pathetic little story, written
evidently for an object which we think the author makes
quite clear.
"The Unfinished Story" is a passable, good story, written
to a worn-out plot. A teacher once told me never to enter
into too minute description of the characters of my stories.
They are more or less the same always, and our descriptions
can be but very imperfect. Leave that to the imagination
of the reader. He can always call up a picture to himself, per-
haps, more suggestive than ours. A worthy piece of verse,
voicing the feeling of many a human heart, is the poem, "The
Pine Knot's Burning Bright."
The Spectator does not come up to its usual high standard.
We like the article "Descriptions," though it looks uninterest-
ing, and the title is unenviable. It is an ingenious idea. The
little word paintings are fine. One likes to read them.
We have not seen a better issue than the "Chimes."
It is well gotten up. The stories are good. We mention
three: "Man Proposes," a uniquely plotted tale of perfidy;
"The Black Domino," an interesting love story; and "An
Unsolved Problem," a short but funny little piece, of no plot.
The departments are well attended to.
"The Emory Phoenix is an attractively arranged journal.
It has quite a lot of poetry or verse in it. The story "The
-Metathesis" of the Answer 'Yes' " is a good story, as far as
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plot goes. The heavy articles, "Discipline of Experience"
and "Play the Game" are good. The extract "Carrie A.
Nation," from a letter, is interesting and instructive. How
many of our famous characters are just so quiet and unpre-
tentious. All the departments haye received attention. It
is a pleasure to look through a journal in which such man-
ifest interest is taken.
The University of Virginia Magazine is among our best
exchanges. The arrangement and choice of matter is excel-
lent. The stories are long and absorbing. Best of them is
"A Sacrifice to Hermes." It is well told, and the plot is
worthy. The varied bits of verse add to its appearance,
and the tragedy, "Lyel and Yvaine," lends a classical aspect
to the journal. The editors have done good work.
He who inside his watch-lid wears
His sweetheart's pretty face,
Is sure to have a time, for there's
A woman in the case. — Ex.
The Pine Knots Burning Bright.
How sweet in the winter night time,
When the toil of the day is through,
And the stars from their high places
Are making goo-goo eyes at you.
Then to come from the cold and darkness,
To the cabin and warm firelight,
And to gaze in deep reflection
At the pine knots burning bright.
There's a lot of comfort in it,
As you listen to the wind's cold blow,
With a seat in the warmest corner,
It's a consolation to know
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That trouble may hang about us,
But follow as long as he might,
I can dodge him when I come in
To the pine knots burning bright.
It's not what we possess that counts,
Nor the things that fortune brings,
But our pleasure depends, I think,
On the way we look at things.
It takes a lot for some people,
For whom tilings never go just right;
But I'm always most contented,
With the pine knots burning bright. — Ex.
Our revival services are just closed, but the revival is
not ended. Rev. Paul M. Brown, of the Louisiana Con-
ference was with us. No effort does Mr. Brown make toward
oratory or emotionalism. Plain practical preaching is his
style. There is, however, eloquence in his earnestness and
excellence in Ms simplicity. "Speaking that We do know
and testifying that we have seen and felt," he delivered mes-
sages that reached the heads and hearts of men. Five men
accepted Christ and others came back to Him. Many had
their spiritual lives graciously renewed and were abundantly
blessed. I believe there are few men on the campus who
were not deeply moved, and in a measure convicted of their
sins yet who did not will to take up the Christ life.
Their salvation is the most important concern of the
active members of the Association. The success of this meet-
ing is a result of the prayers of the devout students and parents
and friends of the Association, together with the humble help
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of the earnest leaders and our consecrated^ speaker. We are
persuaded that the parents of the students complied with
the request made in a personal letter to them from the Asso-
ciation, that they pray daily God's blessing upon their sons.
It is our business to encourage and help these men who
have undertaken to live as Christians. Let them be present
at the religious meetings and take part in Association work.
The safest way to stay right is to keep busy, for "the place
to see visions is in line of duty." No man can cloister himself
and perfect his character. To be religious is not to be sep-
arated from friends. On the contrary it is getting out among
men and using what influence one has for good. Religious
life is a growth, for we are told to "grow in grace and in knowl-
edge of our Lord."
As respects some steps toward spiritual decay, a word
of warning seems necessary. "An avoidable absence from
Church is an inevitable sign of spiritual decay." A man
quits attending church regularly, cuts out going to Asso-
ciation meetings, drops out of Bible study, neglects his daily
prayers, studies on Sunday, finally falls into folly. Things
creep into his life which shut him out from God. The last
state of that man is worse than the first, unless he alters the
order of his living. The way a man spends the Sabbath
shows accurately himself to others. While you watch others,
watch yourself.
It was our pleasure and profit to have Dr. 0. E. Brown,
of the Biblical Department of Vanderbilt, visit our College.
Owing to the dearth of a sufficient number of young men
entering the Christian ministry, Dr. Brown has been sent
out from the University to enlist recruits for the Imperial
Christ. His address on the Christian Ministry was mag-
nificent. Rare is the opportunity of hearing a man like him.
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At the last business meeting the following officers were
elected: President, Robert H. Ruff; Vice President, R. M.
Brown; Secretary, W. P. Moore; Treasurer, W. A. Welch.
Chairmen of Committees have been appointed by the Pres-
ident as follows: Bible Study, R. M. Brown; Missionary,
J. C. Rousseaux; Finance, W. A. Welch; Hand-book, D. T.
Ruff; Membership, T. L. Bailey; Devotional, W. P. Moore;
Advertising, R. J. Mullins; Social, L. B. Robinson. With
these officers and committees the Association has a bright
outlook for another year.
The Cabinet has outlined a large policy for the ensuing
year. The membership committee plans to get every man
in college to join the Association. The Finance Committee
is in line to raise a seven-hundred dollar budget for next
year. The Bible study leader will make a strong effort to
enlist one hundred and seventy-five men in systematic Bible
study during the coming year, and maintain such an interest
as will prevent much falling out in attendance, The Mis-
sionary Committee will endeavor to enroll seventy-five men
in weekly Mission study, and raise seventy-five dollars for
Missions by systematic giving. The Devotional Committee
will vary the program in order to make the religious meeting
more interesting and helpful. These tilings will be done
if proper efforts are put forth.
THE CHOICE OF A PROFESSION.
An address by President Southworth sent
free on application to the Record Clerk, Mead-
ville Theological School, Meadville, Pa.
Cfce Jttilkaiis Ctfltagratt
Vol. 9. Jackson, Miss., May, 1907. No. 8
THE RUN THAT PAID.
"James, I have told you that for me to spend my life
with you would mean absolute unhappiness to both of us,
and why do you continue to annoy me?"
"It is because I love you, Sallie."
"I do not believe you, James, and I assure you I cannot,
neither do I desire to love a man whose life, like yours, is so
stained with sin."
"But you must."
"No, I cannot, and hear me, I will not!"
"Now come! Do you realize that I can deprive you
of all that splendid fortune which your uncle is about to
give you?"
"The idea! Uncle often scolds me for even associating
with you, so what hopes have you of influencing him?"
"None whatever. But I can, and I swear I will delay
this train if you do not comply with my wish. So speak up,
and decide your own fate."
"Go, James! I know you are a villian! Go! Never
speak to Sallie Richton about love affairs again."
The above conversation between James Burbage and
Sallie Richton was overheard by George Lambert, the engineer
of No. 6, as he stood near his engine at Ft. Wayne Station,
Illinois, waiting to receive his orders.
Now George Lambert, Sallie Richton and James Burbage
all were old school-mates, and had spent many pleasant hours
together on the old country school ground at Elbert. But
a lapse of ten years separated them from those pleasant days.
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George had been an employe of the Great Northern Railroad
since his graduation, four years ago, at the State Mechanical
College of Indiana. He had worked hard, and was then
engineer of one of the fast trains between Ft. Wayne and
Lafayette.
Sallie Richton had spent some time in the Industrial
College of Indiana, but owing to her limited finances she
had been compelled to stop school before graduating. Her
strong traits of character and love for industrial works had
won for her a splendid position in the Ft. Wayne Training
School.
James Burbage had experienced a different career from
either of his schoolmates. He had spent some time at the
University of Illinois, but at the death of his grandfather,
which occurred during his sophomore year, he became heir
to a vast fortune and quit school. Since that time he had
lived a reckless life, spending his money in vain and frivolous
ways. Owing to his immense wealth, he had become first
assistant manager of the Great Northern Railroad, and had
exclusive management of the route between Ft. Wayne and
Lafayette.
James had declared his love to Sallie time after time
and had pleaded for hers in return, but she knew the life he
was leading and always refused, So he had taken this oppor-
tunity to force her to say that she would marry him. He
knew much depended on Number 6 reaching Lafayette on time,
for Sallie had received a telegram stating that if she would
appear before her uncle, Tom Richton, who owned a big
manufacturing plant at Lafayette, by 6 o'clock that evening,
she should be heiress to his wealth.
"Old Faithful", the name George applied to his engine,
seemed to be conscious, at least to George's mind, that some
great race or disaster was soon to occur, for she seemed to
tremble and throb like some great monster whose angry
passion had been stirred by some unknown force. She was
standing in full readiness, and George glanced at Ins watch
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just as Sallie spoke her last word to James, and its hands told
him it would be time to go in two minutes.
After the conversation between James and Sallie, James
hurried away towards the telegraph station and Sallie turned
to board the train. Just as she turned around she was con-
fronted by George, who addressed her by asking:
"What are you troubled about today, Sallie?"
"Why do you think I am troubled about anything?"
was her reply.
"Because you look sad and" —
"Well here, read this. If I don't reach Lafayette on
time, all is lost."
As she spoke she thrust the telegram before George's
eyes. George read it, and as he glanced up at her face he
saw a tear trickle down her pale cheek.
"Here, Sallie," spoke George as he handed the telegram
back to her, "I vow this train shall reach Lafayette on time;
this evening is my run, so be contented."
"Yes, but James said that if I did not promise to marry
him he would delay the train."
At that instant the conductor halloed "All aboard."
As George climbed into his engine cab he glanced backward
and saw Sallie step up into the rear coach of the chair section.
"Ned," said George to the old negro fireman as he climbed
into the cab, "this is an important run today, and much
depends on it. Swear you will stick to me and do your best."
"Yes, boss, Fs right wid yo', I is gwinter give '01'
Faithful' all she'll stan'," replied Ned, and at that he shoveled
in more coal.
George pulled the lever and Number 6 glided off. He
was thinking of what James had threatened when Ned saw
an angry tear glimmer in his eye a few moments later. Three
and one-half hours in which to reach Lafayette, two hundred
miles away, and that will leave thirty minutes for Sallie to
reach her uncle; how could James interfere with the run?
He was not on the train, and it's the fast train, anyway. All
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these sorts of thoughts were whirling through George's brain,
as he unthoughtedly set his lever at the seventy-five mile
notch, and stormed at "Ned" to "shovel coal."
They made good time for the first seventy-five miles,
not stopping but twice in that distance. But there they
were detained ten minutes waiting for the north-bound mail.
There George received orders to go according to schedule
until he reached Maypleville, twenty-five miles further on.
He arrived there on time, but when he read the orders that
were handed him there he turned pale and trembled with
rage. They were as follows: "Hold No. 6 at Maypleville
for east-bound J. & I. mail." This meant a delay of at least
thirty minutes if the mail should be on time. After waiting
twenty-five minutes a message was received stating that
the mail was half an hour late.
George knew why the delayer of his train had done this.
It was not to get the mail, for they had never done that before,
but it was to make a poor woman unhappy because she would
not love a villain.
The trial of George's life then faced him. He was not
long in making his decision. He resolved to go ahead regard-
less of orders, so he gave a signal for a start, and the conduc-
tor, thinking he wanted to get off the main line, gave the
bell cord a pull. But George did not side-track. On the
contrary, he moved out as he had been accustomed to doing.
George had disobeyed orders and now his only desire was
to reach Lafayette on time. He knew he would be "fired,"
so he threw open the guage and that long train dashed along
as she had never done before. George was almost frantic.
At Carson, seventy-five miles from Lafayette, he threw to the
agent a notice to telegraph to Lafayette for a cab to meet him
there, and thundered on through as though he had not seen
that little city of seven thousand souls. The people along the
route, that afternoon, gazed with astonishment at the train
as it plunged on with the speed of the wind and wondered
why it was travelling at such a rate. The people on the train
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became excited, and appeal after appeal was made to the con-
ductor to check the train, but he told them that it was the en-
gineer, who had gone contrary to orders.
At Bolton a stop was made for coal, and there the con-
ductor left the train and telegraphed to headquarters what
had happened.
George was more determined than ever, so he left notice
at Bolton that no stop would be made between there and La-
fayette. Over that remaining fifty miles "Old Faith-
ful" was plunging like a mad giant when on coming around
a curve, George saw an open switch. As quick as thought
he gave the signal for the "main line" and the switch was
instantly closed and a moment later it was a mile behind.
They had gotten within twenty-five miles of Lafayette
and were running at a tremendous rate when George saw a
"wrecker" ahead of him. He reversed his engine and brought
it to a standstill just as the two trains came within a few feet
of each other. The conductor of the "wrecker" quickly
showed his orders but George showed none, and all that he
said was that his was the fast train and must have the right
of way over all others. After ten minutes delay number 6
passed the "wrecker" and they were thundering on when George
glanced at his watch and saw that it was then five-twenty
o'clock. He opened every guage that would increase speed,,
and that mighty engine trembled and surged at its task with
almost inconceivable strength. The people on board became
frantic; they shrieked with fear, and some prayed.
But in the rear end of a chair car sat Sallie gazing out of
her window. She enjoyed and appreciated to an unspeakable
degree what the other passengers feared. She knew the one
whose hand was on the lever, was one who was lifting from
her life at a severe cost to his own, a sorrow which another had
endeavored to place there. The rocks as they flew by her
window, the trees, as they swiftly fitted past, the shrieks of
George's engine, the roaring of those great wheels — all were.;
beauty and music to her.
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Number 6 arrived at Lafayette five minutes late. George
Lambert hurried down from his seat, and, though he was so
smutty and greasy you could not have recognized him, he
rushed up to where Sallie was, and, grasping her by the arm,
he ushered her into a cab, then jumped on the seat by the cab-
man, and, with his permission, George drove the cab himself.
"Sallie, I had about given you out," said her uncle, as
she entered his parlor ten minutes later, and continuing, he
said: "My entire estate is liable to be sold tomorrow if I do not
deed it away. My partner has defrauded a company in Chi-
cago and I will have to make all damages good if I do not dis-
pose of my wealth. So I thought by conveying all to you
I could still have plenty and enjoy life the same. Promise
me first that you will never marry James Burbage then all is
yours." As he spoke the last words Sallie bowed in affirma-
tion to his wish, and he handed over to her the papers convey-
ing three quarters of a million to her. She was ready to fall
on her knees and thank him, but before she could speak he
took her by the hand and said, as he kissed her tear-stained
checks, "Dear girl, what seems to be your joy is only my
pleasure."
Three years after this occurrence the writer was a visitor,
for some days, in Lafayette, and the most pleasant day he spent
there was the one on which he dined with his two old school-
mates, Sallie and George, who were living in perfect happiness
with an uncle of theirs. George had been "fired" by the rail-
road company, but he had won a splendid fortune and a noble
bride.
- "Prep" '09.
MY MISUNDERSTANDING WITH MISS MELISSA
MURDOCK.
Yes, I am a woman hater. Once I was enamored of
womankind. The story of my change of heart, though
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I may attempt desperately to relate it in a light and humorous
way, has an inevitable under-current of melancholy.
The event on which, as a pivot, my affections swung
from one extreme to the other, occurred when I was a school-
boy of seventeen, at Trolleytown. The Dramatis Personae
of my tragedy are Miss Melissa Murdock, the Rev. Jeremiah
Murdoch, Mrs. Jeremiah Murdock, Prof. Dudley Leslie Turnip-
seed, and your humble servant.
As I have just hinted, I was a pupil in the Trolleytown
High School at that time. Moreover, Profesor Dudley
Leslie Turnipseed was the first Assistant. Unhappily, the
relations existing between that gentleman and myself were
not of an entirely harmonious character. This was the case
for two reasons: 1st. The year previous it had been my ill
fortune to be, in part, under his instruction, and it had been
my ill-concealed opinion that he was a hard and unjust task-
master. Some industrious tale-bearer, gathering some of my
most unfavorable remarks, and perhaps adding a few original
statements to give the tale effectiveness, conveyed the same
to the Professor. The result was a heated controversy between
us, almost culminating in a hand-to-hand encounter. How-
ever, the matter was smoothed over for the time, but there
existed still a smoldering mutual dislike. The second and
weightier reason is that he and I both were in love with Miss
Melissa Murdock.
Now, Miss Melissa was passing fair. She was a tall,
slender beauty, with glorious brown eyes and a most charming
smile. She was older than I, but I loved her, nevertheless.
I dreamed of her by night, and thought in loving terms of her
by day. Her home, a comfortable looking white dwelling
was near the school building. Stately oaks and glorious
magnolias stood like guardian sentinels around, their massive
foliage shielding it from summer heat and from the piercing
winter winds alike. Prim boxwood hedges, kept in trim by
Melissa herself, bordered the picket fence. Modest violets,
the objects of the same angel's care, nestled in beds of various
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mathematical shapes about the yard. And by the flight of
steps that led to the porch were clumps of rose bushes, planted
by Melissa's lovely hand. Vividly I recall the time when
it was my habit to slip away at recesses and sitting underneath
those trees, inhaling the delicious odors of the place, and
entranced by my sweetheart's wit and beauty, I whiled away
the moments allotted to me for a book education. Melissa's
beautiful face, expressive of gentle sympathy as I poured
forth my complaints against the pusillanimous Turnipseed,
or of sparkling mirth as I told my funny jokes, confronts
me in memory now as then it confronted me in reality.
Something, too, should be said of her father, the Reverend
Jeremiah. This gentleman, as I have previously stated,
was a Baptist minister. In personal appearance, he was
awe-inspiring, though, perhaps, the relation he sustained to
Melissa had something to do with the feeling he inspired
in me. A tall, gaunt, slightly humped figure, a keen face
set considerably forward on the shoulders, a pair of small,
sharp, black eyes which peered eagerly and restlessly from
two caverns overhung by bushy eye-brows, and separated
toy a large, slightly hooked nose, and a mouth indicative
of great firmness, were the most striking features of his make-
up. His manner, too, was authoritative. Seemingly con-
scious of his divine rights as one of the elect, his words had
an authoritative ring and a dogmatic positiveness.
Now, the Reverend Jeremiah was interested in me. Of
course I thought this was proof positive that my attentions
to Melissa were regarded with favor. But he was also
on good terms with the hateful Turnipseed. This I accounted
for, though, on the ground that, as Turnipseed was his Sunday
School Superintendent, it was the part of policy to maintain
such friendly relations. There could certainly be no politic
motive to inspire his interest in me. In an unobstrusive
way he sought my companionship. As he, like several other
members of his calling, was fond of theological disputation,
he and I passed many pleasant moments sitting on the post-
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office porch or strolling along the shady roads engaged in
debating the differences in the creeds of our respective denom-
inations. I assumed the role of an anxious inquirer after
truth, and though my usual manner of debate had always
been heated and boisterous, to the Reverend Jeremiah my
opinions were faltered in such an apologetic way as I think,
led him to consider me as doubtful of their validity, and to
regard me as a probable convert to his views. The Reverend
gentleman had a better half, so quiet and shy that few people
knew her very well. I knew, however, that she was a good
cook, on the evidence of cakes and other delicacies which
Melissa used to transfer from the kitchen to the parlor when
I called.
"Things are going my way," so I thought, and so my
chums assured me — the very natural inference from the
good treatment I was receiving at the hands of Melissa and
her parents. But how suddenly and how completely
many of our fairest hopes are crushed.
It happened because I overestimated the ability of woman
to take a joke. Melissa had always been particularly fond
of my wit. As this was a faculty with which I supposed
myself abundantly gifted and of which I was immoderately
vain, her responsiveness to my witty sallies had always been
especially pleasing to me. So much so, that in my endeavor
to be amusing, I entirely upset my beautiful air castle.
This was the way of it: We boys planned a swell party
to come off shortly after Commencement. In order that none
of the girls might be slighted, we made a list of names ar-
ranged in alphabetical order, and we boys, beginning in reverse
alphabetical order, checked off the names of oar partners
for the occasion. Much to my satisfaction it fell to me to
escort Miss Melissa. During the rush and excitement of Com-
mencement week, however, many of us failed to write the
customary note. Owing to the prominent part which I took
in the Commencement exercises (this was my graduating year),
I was unusually laggard. On the last day of the exercises
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a chum came to me and said that some of the girls were
"mighty mad because the boys were so slow," and that Melissa
was one of the indignant crowd. Then struck by an inspira-
tion, I sat down and penned the following note:
"My Dearest Melissa:
"Tomorrow night at Mr. Joshua Bang's there will be a
party given in celebration of the passing out of the old and
the coming in of the new. This, of course, means the passing
away of school days and the coming in of vacation; also the
passing away of old maids and bachelors and the ushering in
of a younger generation of belles and beaux. Will you be so
gracious as to honor me with your company on that occasion?
"Very devotedly yours,
"John W. Newton."
The reply soon arrived:
"Mr. Newton:
"Your note requesting my company to the party to-
morrow night received. The language you use shows that you
are undoubtedly under the influence of intoxicants. No,
sir, I will not honor your request! You may seek company
among the 'younger set,' where perhaps there are fewer
scruples against such conduct.
"(Miss) Melissa Murdock."
I stood amazed. Melissa had misunderstood me. She
thought that I meant to intimate that she was an old maid!
It made me indignant to think that she could have such an
opinion of me, since she knew that my conduct had always
been gentlemanly before. This thought kept me from rush-
ing over at once and righting matters. I determined to
hold myself aloof from her, to treat her with the coolness of
an iceberg.
On the night of the party, I was humiliated to see Melissa
paying the same rapt attention to Turnipseed that she once
paid to me. In vain I tried to affect indifference. At the
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earliest opportunity I stole away, and in solitude, meditated
in bitterness of spirit over my unhappy condition.
A long lonesome summer dragged slowly by. Melissa's
company had not cheered me, nor had the Rev. Jeremiah
sought my company during that time. Indeed my Reverend
friend had been heard to make harsh criticisms concerning
me. But what was hardest to bear, the Professor was now
a regular caller at the Murdoch home.
One day I passed Melissa on the street. She smiled
sweetly and spoke to me for the first time that summer. The
same day my chum, Jim Powell, told me in confidence that
he had good reason to believe that Melissa wanted to make
up. But no amount of questioning could make Jim divulge
the secret. My hopes began to revive. The next day I
received a letter. It was in a larger square envelope. The
superscription was Melissa's handwriting. I opened it — an-
other envelope! I opened that and pulled out a stiff sheet
on which was inscribed the following:
"Mr. and Mrs. Jeremiah Murdoch request your presence
at the marriage of their daughter, Melissa Marian, to Professor
Dudley Leslie Turnipseed, at their residence, on the 28th inst.,
8 o'clock p. m."
F. L. A.
♦
KIDNAPPED BY GYPSIES.
About two miles out from B — , New York, stood the old
Graves Homestead, a large gray stone mansion. It was a
beautiful place, surrounded for many miles by deep, shady
woods, in which were many winding paths, and drive-ways.
It was one of these old tranquil country homes where one
always expects to find happiness. Yet even here there was
sadness.
Here Dr. Graves lived alone with his little daughter,
Vivia, a child of ten. His wife died when Vivia was ten
years old, leaving him broken hearted to be both father and
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mother to his little daughter. At first he could not bear
to look at the child; she reminded him so forcibly of his loss, but
after the first bitterness of his grief wore off, her pretty, loving
way began to amuse him, and he began to try, in some measure,
to take her mother's place.
With joy and pride he watched her grow more and more
like her beautiful mother. He worshipped the child, as he
had worshipped her mother, and when he was at home could
not bear to have her out of his sight.
But as she grew older, she grew very fond of the woods,
and would spend hours playing alone in some nook among
the trees, and often when he came in from visits to his patients,
Dr. Graves would have to send for her. He did not like
the idea of her going alone into the woods, and often cautioned
her about going too far. He was afraid she would wander
too far, and get lost, but he hated to forbid her going into
the woods at all; she seemed to enjoy it so much. But one
day he told her she must never go into the woods alone again,
for the day before he had seen some gypsies prowling around
the place. For a long time the idea of the gypsies stealing
her kept her from going alone into the woods, though she
often went with Mrs. Rawls, the old woman who had nursed
her since she was a baby. She was devoted to the child,
and would do anything in the world to please her.
But one day Mrs. Rawls was busy, and Dr. Graves had
been away all day, and Vivia was feeling so ionely that she
thought she would walk just a little piece into the woods,
and come back in a little while before her father came. She
did not intend to go far, but just kept walking, not realizing
how far she had gone, and when Dr. Graves came home at
six o'clock that evening she had not yet. returned.
As usual he asked for her the first thing on coming in.
Mrs. Rawls went to look for her, but could not find her in
the house, so came and told Dr. Graves that she must have
wandered into the woods, and that she had sent a servant
to look for her.
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"Gone to the woods!" cried Dr. Graves, springing to Ins
feet. "Alone? I told you never to let her go to the
woods alone!"
"I was busy, Sir," answered Mrs. Rawls, "and when
I noticed her last she was playing very contentedly on the
veranda. I didn't think of her going to the woods, but John
has gone to get her, Sir."
"Yes, if he can find her," said Dr. Graves excitedly.
"One of those prowling gypsies may have carried her off.
She never has stayed out this late before." He walked out on
the veranda and paced up and down, waiting anxiously for
Vivia to come in. He was very much worried, and for the
first time felt like scolding her.
In a few moments the servant came in, but Vivia was
not with him. He did not find her where she usually played,
and had come back for a lantern, as it was growing dark in
the woods. Dr. Graves was sure now that something had hap-
pened to her. But one idea filled his mind — "The gypsies
had stolen her." He determined to search the woods thor-
oughly before notifying the police, so he sent Mrs. Rawls to
call the servants, and furnished each one with a lantern to
help in the search. Then he sent for a poor man living near,
whom he had often helped in cases of sickness, and they started
out to search the woods. They agreed upon a signal, which
the one finding her should give, and separated, each going in
a different direction. Dr. Graves searched every nook where
she might be hidden asleep, yet hardly daring to hope to find
her, all the time listening for the signal. Finally, several
miles from the house he found her little hat lying on the ground
by a bush laden with flowers; at the sight of it he broke down,
and falling on his knees he prayed to God to keep his darling
child safe and to bring her back to him. He arose from his
knees strengthened, and went on with new hope. But daylight
came and no other trace of her had been found. They had
searched carefully and it was certain that she was nowhere
in the woods, so by a pre-arranged signal they met and returned
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to the house. They found the women servants waiting for
them anxiously; Mrs. Rawls was almost crazed with grief
and anxiety. Dr. Graves looked ten years older.
Without waiting for breakfast he went at once to B — ,
and employed detectives to hunt for his daughter. The man
to whom he talked seemed very hopeful.
"There is no doubt," he said, "that she has been stolen
by the gypsies, whom you saw. They have gone, have they?"
"I do not know," answered Dr. Graves. "I have not
thought to ask about them."
"I suppose they have," said the detective, "and when we
find them, we will have found your daughter."
"God grant that may be soon," said Dr. Graves, fervently.
"I cannot stand this suspense much longer" — little knowing
how much longer he would have to stand it. "Spare no
expense to find them," he added as he turned to leave, "and
I want them prosecuted to the limit of the law."
"We will send someone at once," said the detective, "and
you will hear in a few days."
Dr. Graves was a wealthy man, a millionaire some said,
practicing medicine from pure love of his profession, and he
was willing to spend his whole fortune if necessary to find
his little daughter, for without her his whole life would be
dreary indeed.
He could do nothing now but wait, and he went home
tired out, and throwing himself on the bed, slept soundly for
several hours. Then he got up and went out to make some
calls, thankful that he had something to keep his mind occupied.
Thus a week passed, and he heard nothing from the
detective. Finally he did hear, but he could tell him nothing:
The gypsy camp had moved the day Vivia Graves disap-
peared, but where they had gone they could not tell. The
gypsies had disappeared as completely as if the earth had
opened and swallowed them.
Dr. Graves' heart sank, but he did not lose hope.
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"Get more men," he said, "and search every gypsy camp
in the country. Offer a reward of ten thousand dollars for
her return. Spare no work nor expense to find her."
"Very well, sir," said the detective, "that reward will
find her, if anything will."
But the reward did not find her, nor did the detectives,
though they did all in their power.
A year passed, and Dr. Graves heard nothing of his
daughter. He began to despair of finding her through the
detectives and his lonely life was becoming unbearable, so he
gave up his practice, determining to hunt for his child himself,
and to go all over the world if necessary to find her. And he
did. Wherever he heard of a gypsy camp there he went,
and searching and asking questions, endeavored to find some
clue to the mystery, but all in vain. After two years of weary
travelling and searching he knew no more than on the day
Vivia had disappeared. .
It was three years after Vivia Graves disappeared so
mysteriously that one day out in California Dr. Graves ran
across a sick gypsy who had been deserted by the rest of the
tribe. Dr. Graves examined him, and found that he was
very ill of typhoid fever. He saw what a helpless condition
the man was in, and going to D — , a town about a mile distant,
where he was staying, he procured medicine and a man to help
nurse the sick man, and they stayed with the poor fellow until
he was entirely well.
The gypsy was very grateful and asked Dr. Graves if
there was not something he could do to repay him for Ins
kindness to him. He had no money, but was willing to do
anything he could.
"I want no money," said Dr. Graves. "I have more
money now than I need."
The gypsy was surprised. "Then why are you travelling
around this way?" he asked curiously.
"I am not travelling for pleasure," he answered, and he
then told the gypsy of how his little daughter had disappeared
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three years before, and of his search for her, and of his hope-
lessness of ever finding her, little dreaming that the gypsy could
aid him. The man had been listening with increasing interest
as Dr. Graves went on, and when he had finished, asked eagerly,
"Did one of the gypsies you saw have a lame foot and an
ugly red scar across one cheek?"
Dr. Graves looked up surprised.
"Yes," he answered quickly, "I noticed him especially,
because he had such a cruel, cunning look."
Thy gypsy nodded.
"I know the tribe," he said, "and no doubt they stole your
daughter, they are good at that business. I think I can find
them; they were near here about two weeks ago. If they have
your daughter, we will get her."
Dr. Graves grasped his hand. "Find her, and you shall
have the reward I have offered for her return."
The gypsy shook his head. "I don't want any reward,''
he answered, "I will only be repaying you for your kindness
to me. I will do all in my power to find your daughter. Tell
me where to write you, and I will send you word as soon as I
find the tribe. If they have her, no doubt it will take force
to make them give her up, and if they haven't we must make
them tell what they did with her."
Dr. Graves told him where to write him, and the gypsy
started off on his search, leaving him in a turmoil of hope and
fear. For sometime he stayed at home all the time, fearing
lest a message should come and he would not be there, but
a week passed, and then another, and still he heard no news.
He began to grow restless and his hope began to fail him.
Was he to be disappointed after all? He felt sure that,
he would have heard from the gypsy before that time but an-
other week passed, and still he heard nothing. One evening,
about a month after the gypsy had gone, on returning from a
long walk Dr. Graves found a letter waiting for him. He
tore it open with a nervous hand and read:
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"Come to Salt Lake City at once. Have found the gyp-
sies who stole your daughter, and she is with them. But you
must hurry; they are preparing to move."
It was signed by Carlos, his gypsy friend, and told him
where to find him. He took the train for Salt Lake City that
evening, and arrived in the city the next day, and went at
once to a room in a lodging house where the gypsy had told
him to meet him. He tapped on the door and Carlos opened
it and drew him inside. "Where is my child?" cried Dr.
Graves excitedly. "About a mile from here," answered Car-
los, "with the gypsies who stole her, and we have no time to
waste if we are to get her. They suspect me, I think, and
are preparing to move. They may leave tonight; so we must
hurry."
Dr. Graves sprang to his feet. "Come on then! What
are we waiting for?" "Wait" said Carlos, "We can't go
alone. It will take armed men to get your daughter. We
must take policemen with us."
So they went to police headquarters and getting ten men
and arming themselves, they went to the camp just on the
outskirts of the town, Carlos leading and directing them.
They came just in time. The gypsies had everything packed
and ready to leave that night; only a few tents were left stand-
ing. Carlos stepped up to a man standing near one of the tents,
and told him he wanted to see a certain one of the gypsies,
calling him by name. The man hesitated as though about to
refuse, bat looked at the officers standing near, and turning,
without a word, went into one of the tents, and another older
man came out. An ugly look crossed his face when he saw
Carlos, and it grew uglier and fiercer when Carlos demanded
the child. "We've got no child," he answered roughly, "you've
come to the wrong place."
"We know you have got the child," answered Carlos,
"and we have come prepared to get her, so you may as well
bring her out."
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"Oh! you have, have you?" the other cried angrily, and catch-
ing a knife from his belt, sprang at him; but before he could
touch him, a pistol fired from the hand of one of the police-
men, and he dropped to the ground with a bullet in Ms leg.
At the sound of the shot a light-haired, fair-faced child
ran out of one of the tents, but a woman caught her by the
arm and pulled her inside but not too soon for her to be seen.
"That is Vivia!" cried Dr. Graves, springing forward, but
Carlos caught him by the arm.
"Wait!" he cried, "They will kill you."
When the pistol shot rang out, four or five men had come
out from the tents, and had come towards the group and the
policemen promptly covered them with their guns. Carlos
spoke to the man on the ground:
Will you tell the woman to bring the child out here, or
shall we go and get her?"
The man growled fiercely, but he saw he must yield.
"Mag!" he called roughly, and when the woman appeared
at the door of the hut said, "Bring the girl out here."
The woman disappeared and in a few moments came out
leading the child by the hand.
Dr. Graves stepped out of the crowd and held otft his arms-
"Vivia," he cried, "my precious baby, don't you know me?"
The child looked surprised for a moment, and then a glad
light broke over her face and she ran forward and threw her
arms around his neck crying, "Father! Father! I knew you
would come for me!"
The officers took the wounded man, he was the chief of
the tribe, and several men to town with them, and at the trial
a month later, the wounded man was proved guilty of stealing
Vivia Graves. He had seen the offer of the reward but knew
that Dr. Graves was a very wealthy man, and was holding out
in hopes of a higher ransom.
Hattie Easteeling.
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THE OWLS.
Since my earliest childhood I have been a great lover of
stories — especially those of adventure. I remember very dis-
tinctly a story told me by a centenarian who lived in our town
and came to this state before the greater part of it was settled.
I shall endeavor to relate it exactily as he did.
It was back in the forties before a railroad had touched
the vast territory through which the Great Southern now
passes. From Columbus to Grenada was almost a wilderness,
so the few farmers had to market their farm products at one
of these towns. It usually took about a week to make these
trips and on this account they usually gathered ail of the crop
before marketing any of it.
In those days many and varied were the experiences of
the men who went upon these trips. Often they told of daring
attempts at robbery but usually they were successful in ward-
ing off the attacks, for their heroism proved to be a great barrier
for the outlaws, and as a result, it was very seldom indeed that
anyone suffered loss. So, I had come to think that all these
stories were without foundation for I marketed more cotton
each year than any other man in our section and had never
been molested in the least. However, I was not to be per-
mitted to doubt very long for I was destined to have an ex-
perience the mark of which I still bear in the form of a scar
upon my left arm.
It was in November. The fall had been unusually favor-
able for gathering the crops and we were early in marketing it.
Especially was the weather beautiful and we could but antic-
ipate a pleasant trip.
On the third evening after we had been upon the road,
we arrived safe at Columbus and sold our cotton. The next
day was spent in purchasing provisions for we could go to the
market only one or two times a year and on account of this
were forced to purchase a good supply.
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In the evening, after all was made ready for going, I went
in and had a settlement with the firm to whom I had sold the
cotton. I received a handsome sum and started for home, for
in those days the time-lock safe had not supplanted the "stock-
ing-leg." We started rather late, and the cashier, as I was
receiving the money, asked if I were not going to stay until
morning. He insisted that I stay over until the next day as
it was growing much colder. However, I declined to stay,
and after he saw that I was determined to go he was kind
enough to tell me of the favorite camping place of those going
out from the town.
We hastened, and just as the sun was setting we arrived
at the place where we were to camp that night. We pulled
up, unyoked our oxen, rolled together some logs and kindled
a fire. After this was done, we made coffee and prepared our
blankets and lay down in front of the fire.
I was not sleepy and lay for a long time listening to the
hoot of the owls. They seemed to be carrying on a conver-
sation, for there was one upon my right and one upon the left,
each one answering the cry of the other.
I lay thus passing away the time, when I heard a noise as
of some one approaching. I looked up and saw the form of
a person approaching from the direction of the road. As
the form drew nearer, I discerned that it was a woman and
that she limped. When she was within a few feet of our camp,
she spoke. Her voice was decidedly masculine but I thought
nothing of this as I attributed it to hoarseness. I noticed, too
that she was very muddy and well wrapped. She stated
that she had travelled a considerable distance and conse-
quently was very cold. I knew that she must have come sev-
eral miles for there was not a house for miles around, but there
was a question in my mind as to where she really did come from
and why she was out afoot upon such a night.
She took a seat upon the spring-seat which was near
the fire. Glancing at me she seemed to see the look of sus-
picion in my eye and before I could ask the question, she
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began an explanation. She said that she had suffered intensely
of tooth-ache for several days and that she had started to
Columbus early in the evening in order to get relief. Her
pony had shied near our camp and thrown her; she was un-
conscious for a considerable length of time, but fortunately
she was not seriously injured as she fell in a mud-hole. When
she had sufficiently recovered, she had approached our camp
in order to warm and if possible to secure a conveyance to
Columbus. I informed her that our teams were all ox-teams
and she decided that if we would permit it, she would sit by
the fire imtil morning.
My small son who was with me was awakened by the
conversation that ensued as she approached the camp. He
called my attention to the disturbance among the teams,
and since none of the drivers were awake I arose, and accom-
panied by the boy, went to investigate the cause of the dis-
turbance. The woman seemed to have excited him very
much, for we had hardly started before he began to tell me of
her "man's boot" and "short hair."
The teams were straightened and we were fixing to return
to camp when there was a hoot from in front of the camp, still
further out in the woods, and to my surprise a reply from
very near our camp. This was the first time that I had heard
the "hoot" since the woman had entered our camp! The
part that so astonished me was that the cry was more like a
human imitation than a cry of the real bird.
We returned and lay down again, but some kind of a
mysterious feeling had come over me and I could not sleep.
Time and again I tried to banish it but it clung tenaciously
to me. I finally tried to engage the visitor to our camp in a
conversation, but she seemed rather reticent. I attributed
this to the fact that she was suffering intensely, for occasionally
she would cry out as if in very great pain. I happened to
think of a remedy that I had once heard suggested and asked
her if she could hold a piece of tobacco in her mouth next the
aching tooth. She took the tobacco and before a great while
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was in a deep sleep. I then banished every suspicion and was
asleep when I was awakened by the "hooting" out in the woods
near the camp.
I turned towards our guest and she still seemed to be asleep.
I lay trying to go to sleep when again the hoot broke upon my
ears and this time the answer came from our camp! That
woman was answering! I felt for my pistol winch I always
kept near when on such trips. She too arose and drawing a
pistol from her bosom started directly at me. I shot her down
before she had advanced five steps; just as I fired upon her
there was a shot from the bushes near by and my pistol fell
from my hand, but fortunately my first shot was well directed
and the woman had been stopped.
The shots awoke every one in camp. We did not pursue
the retreating person who had fired the shot from the bushes
for we were too anxious to examine the person whom I had
shot. We unwrapped the face and to my consternation
viewed the face of the cashier who on that evening had paid
me the money.
Did I learn who the other fellow was? No, I never tried
to find out who he was. It was already bad enough for me.
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IN MEMORIAM.
Wheeeas, God in His wisdom has seen
fit to take unto himself the mother of our class
mate, Morris Strom; therefore, be it
Resolved, first, That we the Sophomore
Class of Millsaps extend to him our deepest sym-
pathy in this time of bereavement.
Resolved, second, That a copy of these
resolutions be sent to the bereaved one, and that
a copy be published in the Collegian.
Mary Moore,
R. M. Brown,
W. R. Applewhite,
Committee.
Cfce Jfttlka^g Cull^mw
Vol. 9.
Jackson, Miss., May 1907. No. 8.
Published Monthly by the Students of Millsaps College.
W. A. Williams Editor-in-Chief
L. K. Carlton Associate Editor
J. W. Frost Local Editor
Susie Ridgeway Literary Editor
C. L. Neill Alumni Editor
J. R. Bright Y. M. C. A. Editor
J. C. Rousseaux Business Manager
W. F. Murrah, W. C. Moore Assistant Business Managers
Remittances and business communications should be sent to J. C. Rous-
seaux, Business Manager. Matter intended for publi-
cation should be sent to W. A. Wil-
liams, Editor-in-Chief.
issued the twentieth day of each month during the college year
Subscription, Per Annum, $1.00. Two Copies, Per Annum, $1.50.
EDITORIALS.
Stay for Commencement
Generally speaking, it is true that a man gets out of a
thing what he puts into it, and college life is no exception to
the rule. It is possible for two men to enter college together,
to complete their courses at the same time, to receive the
same degree on the same day and for one of them to have
secured his with less than half the labor and expense which
the other has undergone. One may be reluctant to resign a
lucrative position when vacation is ended and may postpone
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his return to college two or three, possibly six, weeks, and in
some way contrive to pass at the end of the year. He can
refuse to become a member of the literary society, the Y. M.
C. A., or anything else connected with the college, and by
so doing he will avoid paying a few dollars dues and escape a
considerable amount of work. Subscribing for any of the
college publications or contributing anything publishable to
them involves both work and expense which are not com-
pulsory and he can decline to support them. At the close of
the session he can refuse to remain for commencement, rush
home as soon as the final examinations are finished and thus
save another week's time and expense. It is true that this
man may receive identically the same diploma, the same
degree as the man who pursues the opposite course, who
patriotically supports all college enterprises and makes himself
prominent in every phase of college life, but no one can be so
stupid as to believe that their diplomas stand for the same
thing, that the two men have been equally developed and
benefitted by their college work. Each will receive from it
what he has put into it; as they have sown, so shall they reap.
None of our students are so unpatriotic that they refuse
to support our college enterprises nor are there any who so
detest work that they do no more than is absolutely required
of them, but there is at least one unfortunate and unjustifiable
habit which a majority of us- have fallen into. This is leaving
college as soon as we have finished examinations and letting
commencement exercises progress how they may. This is
a habit that is to be deplored and should be corrected for more
reasons than one. It is not showing the proper consideration
for the representatives of the different classes, when they have
worked faithfully on their speeches, for their classmates to
refuse to hear them. It becomes embarrassing to the President,
and the faculty, when prominent men whom they have invited
to address the student body arrive for that purpose and the
student body is scattered over three states. The most un-
fortunate feature connected with the custom is the failure
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of the absent students to receive the benefits to be derived
from commencement exercises, their refusal to "take the goods
the gods provide" them. Frequently more benefit is to
be derived from attending the commencement exercises than
from a month of ordinary text book work; the commencement
sermon alone may contain thought enough for a vacation's
reflection. A departure from this custom so long in vogue
would indeed be fortunate, and the students who will remain
this year to enjoy the most pleasant and profitable week of
the year cannot possibly have cause to regret it.
LOCAL DEPARTMENT.
Evidently Dr. Wise would like to have a Senior English
Summer School.
L. K. Carlton has been selected to respond in behalf of the
Senior Class to the welcoming address of the alumni which
will be made by Mr. W. W. Holmes of New Orleans.
Rousseaux, Bratton, Neill, Loch and Frost attended
the Convention of the Mississippi teachers which convened
the first of the month at Gulf port.
The Pi Kappa Alphas gave their annual spring reception
on the evening of the 26th. The fraternity halls were tastefully
decorated with palms and the fraternity colors. The "Pikes"
proved themselves excellent hosts.
C. H. Kirkland attended the Pi Kappa Alpha Convention
which convened at Richmond, Va. While absent, he visited
Washington, Norfolk, and other points of interest.
On the evening of the 26th, Prof. Ellsworth Woodward,
of Sophie Newcomb College, delivered in the College Chapel,
under the auspices of the Art Study Club, quite an interesting
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lecture on "Everyday Art," after which the ladies tendered
a reception in his honor in the Kappa Sigma halls.
Mr. and Mrs. L. B. Robinson visited their sons on the
campus recently.
Capt. Frank Johnston very graciously delivered a lecture
to the Junior and Senior classes Friday the 24th on "Recon-
struction in Mississippi." The talk was all the more interesting
from the fact that Capt. Frank Johnston figured prominently
in the affairs of that time and the incidents related came under
the observation of the narrator.
There is a business way to do everything — the latest
development is that of sending candy to young ladies on the
installment plan.
The Kappa Sigmas gave an outing to their young lady
friends last Saturday. The party of thirty, chaperoned by
Mrs. H. H. Harrison and Miss Etta Mitchell, repaired to
Bellevue Springs — about five miles from town — and spent a
very pleasant day rusticating.
Dr. M. W. Swartz delivered the Commencement address
of the Yazoo City High Schools.
Well, the "co-o-eds" did entertain the Freshmen baseball
team.
Miss Lucille Merritt is spending some time in Greenwood.
They say "Red" is liking some young lady of the Senior
Class.
College society comes to a close with a reception by the
Kappa Alphas and a banquet by the Kappa Sigmas.
With this issue of The Collegian the present staff tnrows
up the sponge. Altho' the work of this department has been
pleasant indeed, the local editor retires to rest from his labors,
hoping that things sensational may happen next year, not to,
but for his successor.
Adieu!
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LITERARY DEPARTMENT.
The Walking Delegate.
"The Walking Delegate," by Leroy Scott, is a portrayal
he inner workings of an iron workers' union of New York
r . It is an account of the fight for the office of walking
igate between the unscrupulous holder of it, Buck Toley,
. a younger man, Tom Keating, who wants the office in
er to lead a fight for higher wages. These two were strik-
y similar and strikingly dissimilar. Aggressiveness, fear-
ness, self-confidence, a sense of leadership showed themselves
he faces and bearing of the two; though all these qualities
e more pronounced in Buck Toley. Their dissimilarity
I summed up in their eyes; there was something to take
hold your confidence in Keating's — Toley's were full of
ning.
The Iron Workers' Union was composed of men in the
hness of their manhood, clear, keen and full of spirit, vividly
Their work explained their fitness, it was a natural civil
dee examination that barred all but the active and daring.
)osure, almost endless accidents from falling beams, dropped
uners and falls to the street far below kept the ranks
med out. Added to this danger was the almost equally
II fact that while wages were good for the time, they worked
ras impossible to work more than six or seven months in
year. How could a man pay rent and support his family
ept meagerly on six hundred dollars a year in New York
t! This was the question that confronted Tom Keating
many another man in the Union. Previously no one
dared go against Toley, who had organized the Union
managed it successfully for awhile, then by threats and
>es had begun a system of graft on a big scale. As the
:er element of the Union began to drop away he began
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to be more and more jealous of his power and more and more
harsh in his methods used to guard it. He attached to himself
intimately several of the worst of his followers, who were soon
nominated the Entertainment Committee. If anyone attacked
Buck Toley he did so knowing that he would probably ex-
perience the hospitality of these gentlemen the first dark night
he ventured forth.
Such were the acts of tyranny that Keating overhauled
and that he had denounced in an open meeting of the Union.
He had talked before of getting rid of Toley, but never pub-
licly. His cool, moral judgment demanded the dethronement
of Toley. He was well furnished with confidence for since
he had begun to look at life seriously the knowledge had
grown upon him that he was abler and of stronger purpose
than his fellows; this knowledge had not made him presumptu-
ous, but had imposed on him a sense of duty.
Keating considered the risk of a fight against Toley.
There would be personal danger, but his hot mind did not care
for that, and financial loss, but he had his savings.
His first step was to see Mr. Baxter, President of the
Executive Board of Employers, but that gentleman, openly
a friend of the Union, was a mere tool of Toley's. He would
make no promise to use his influence to secure to the men
their jobs in case Toley won. To pay for this move, Toley,
with his great power as controller of the members of the Union,
forced Keating's employer to fire him. The fight had now
begun in earnest. It was a case of cunning matched against
evil acting, perseverance and vigilance. Until the time of
election Keating was engaged in rousing the members to fight
for square government of the Union and increased wages.
He canvassed and the women canvassed those who held back
through fear of Toley. But at the election he was beaten on
account of a stuffed ballot box. He determined to run again
at the the end of the next six months and to keep a closer
watch on his opponents.
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In the mean time he would follow up his strike agitation,
for he had already put Toley into opposition to his demand
for more money. If he could induce the Union to make the
demand in the face of Toley 's opposition it would be a telling
victory. Perhaps he might head the management of the strike
if it came to a strike. His work had its effect and at the
meeting of the Union when the moment had come for putting
the motion for a strike Toley arose and to the consternation o
everyone advocated a strike. The surprise showed on the
faces of his followers, but they had been well trained to take
their cue from him. The motion was carried and Keating
was a leader left without a cause. The strike lasted for weeks,
at great loss to the Union and to the employers.
At last the irreproachable head of the Executive Council
felt forced to offer a bribe to Toley to raise the strike. There
were but three weeks before election and in that time Toley
had to convence his following by art and insinuation while
still vigorously advocating it, the hopelessness of the strike.
Fifty thousand dollars made the task easy for him. Toley
had no fear that knowledge of the bribe would leak out and
incriminate him for all would be sure of the ignominy and
punishment alike. But a little fear would not have been amiss,
for Mr. Driscoll, a friend of Keating's, and a former employer
refused to sit on a dishonorable board. To prevent suspicion
the newly elected member was Mr. Driscoll 's partner, a man
who was not beset by any conscientious scruples. While
these two were discussing the turn affairs were taking, soon
after the change in the membership of the Board, the sec-
retary, Miss Arnold, having come in quietly, inadvertently
overheard Mr. Bermans enjoin Mr. Driscoll that "walls had
ears," and at that gentleman's answer that he "would like
for the scandal to get out somehow" she quickly put on her
hat and went out to inform Keating that Toley was playing
the Union false. She had shown a great deal of interest and
sympathy for him in the fight and he felt that her information
was nothing less than well founded; she could tell him only the
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bare statement with no confirming details without convicting
her uncle, Mr. Baxter. But how could it be proven? Keating
after racking his brain all night put a detective on the case.
He had heard nothing from it until the day the strike
agitation was to be settled when he received a report from the
detective that removed all doubt. He let Toley put himself
on record as the dejected sorrowful leader of a futile strike,
and then amid cries of "Toley! Toley! Down with Keating!"
he mounted the piano and by his theatrical appearance and
determination to be heard, gained the ear of the people. When
he told them how Toley had betrayed the Union, it was by
main force that he and several other kept Toley from being
trampled underfoot. But always resourceful, Toley escaped
arrest — and by the might of right Keating arose from a mere
member of a body to the leader of a great labor trust.
EXCHANGE DEPARTMENT.
The Southwestern University Magazine ranks with the
best of our exchanges. The whole journal shows attention
and interest both on the part of the editors and student body.
It is a live magazine. Its little snatches of poetry — of which
"Redbird" is perhaps best — add a tone and color to it which
are distinctly pleasing. Its stories are above the average
both in plot and execution. We wish to mention specially
"The Rivals" and "Marie and I" and "A Stolen Story." The
serious articles are all good, and some we like very much
because they treat of things usually not found in college
magazines and also because they appear to have been written
for the magazine, to- wit, "It's Always Morning Somewhere,"
"America's Uncrowned King," and "The Frat Man and Barb."
These subjects are treated seriously and yet somewhat breezily;
and they are not hackneyed. The usual speech or oration
never could take their place, nor be quite so interesting.
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The Blue and Bronze is not as good as usual. Some of
its verse is delightful and goes far in making up for the de
ficiencies in other lines. We note particularly, "The Stars,"
"To the Advanced Rhetoric Class," and the "Ode to the Bee."
The short sketch entitled, "Six and Sixty" is good but we think
some more and lengthy stories would be an improvement.
The contribution, "Celebrated Literary Friendships" is a rep-
resentation of work and study.
The College Reflector opens with the inevitable debate!
Another story or some different contribution would break the
monotony. The two stores published are above the ordinary
level and are well-written. "The Love Affairs of J. J. Peters,
Esq.," is fine and the humor of the tale is well expressed. But
poor fellow! Scarcely less good is "Robert's Reward."
"One in a Multitude," in the Ouchita Ripples is a good
story; and especially to our liking is the "Ode to Oatmeal,"
with which the magazine opens. How much such a humorous
little piece of rhyme can add. Everybody likes them. We
think the serious predominates too often in our magazines.
The April issue of the Whitworth Clionian is the best
we have seen. Some jolly good stories have been written for
it. Of them we make special mention of "Eavesdropping"
and "A Junior Redemption." The serious articles are de-
lightful; they are well written and deal with subjects that
cannot fail to call for our attention and enlist our interest.
They are not worn out.
I stood on the bridge at the close of day
Attired in football clothes;
And the bridge belonged, I wish to say,
To the rival half back's nose. — Ex.
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Honest Confession.
Of money I'd little, yet freely I spent
And threw it away without fear:
To socials, to parties, to banquets I went —
'Twas in my Sophomore year.
My Greek was old Lysias, and fearfully tough,
But to study was out of my sphere;
I tried at sight-reading to run a big bluff —
'Twas in my Sophomore year.
I supported all forms of collegiate sport
And went with the team far and near:
My fun hours were long and my work hours short —
'Twas in my Sophomore year.
I wasted my goods in a riotous way —
Nor money, nor time I held dear;
Forgive me, kind heaven, forgive me, I pray —
'Twas in my Sophomore year.
When time came for leaving and packing my trunk
I found that my whistle was dear.
When the profs, read the grades, I was read out a flunk —
'Twas in my Sophomore year.
Of the four lengthy sessions a man spends in school —
And I tell you the truth I revere —
The time he's surest to act like a fool
Is in his Sophomore year.
—A. S. Wakefield, in William- Jewell Student.
"It's easy enough to be cheerful,
When life flows along like a song,
But the man worth while is the one who can smile
When everything goes dead wrong.
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For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it always comes with the years,
But the smile that is worth the praises of earth
Is the smile that shines through tears.
"It's easy enough to be prudent,
When nothing tempts you to stray,
When without or within no voice of sin
Is luring your soul away.
But it's only a negative virtue
Until it is tried by fire,
And the life that is worth the honor of earth
Is the life that resists desire.
"By the cynic, the sad, the fallen,
Who had no strength for the strife,
The world's highway is cumbered to-day,
They make up the item of life.
But the virtue that conquers passion,
And the sorrow that hides in a smile, —
It is these that are worth the homage of earth,
For we find them but once in a while." — Ex.
ODE TO THE BEE.
BY VIRGINIA STREET.
Oh, thou busy little bee,
Sucking sweets from every flow'r
What a lesson thou art to me,
As thou flitt'st from bow'r to bow'r.
Thou deem'st worthy every posy,
Whose petals the sun has blest,
Thou sipp'st honey from the pansy
As though of all it was the best
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Teach me, oh thou little bee,
That I in others may ever find
As thou in every field doth see,
Something sweet and something kind.
Mary, on her pretty arm,
Found a little flea;
Every time she grabbed at it,
It would "23."
Fido saw her acting up
And the cause he knew —
Fido smiled and said, "Ah, ha,
Mary's got 'em, too." — Ex.
ALUMNI NOTES.
Some pessimist has said that the only thing worth noting
that our Alumni do is that they either get married or come
to Jackson. Anyhow the chief duty of this department seems
to be by custom or necessity from lack of other news, to chron-
icle the visits of our "old men" to the campus. "Dae" Bing-
ham paid us a visit recently and in spite of his popularity and
fame that he enjoyed as a college sport and "all round man"
when he was here three years ago, he said he saw only one or
two that he knew. They tell us that is the sad part of visit-
ing our Alma Mater. But each class thinks that its superior-
ity is such that its name will be handed down in college tra-
ditions, and rude is the shock when such hopes are disappointed.
Although Dave is married and settled in life he really looks
younger and is just as giddy as he used to be.
Rev. Jim Lewis was seen in town recently. He is fat and
prosperous looking, and, as one of our other graduates said
of himself, seems to be enjoying married life.
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Mr. Lambert Neill, of last year's class, has just completed
a very successful year as Secretary of the Young Men's Chris-
tian Association in the Georgia School of Technology. He
has come home to join the Mississippi Conference and will be
in charge of the church at Pass Christian.
Commencement is coming and every alumnus of Millsaps
should attend. His presence encourages the undergraduate
and fills him with college spirit. To think that some day
it will be his privilege to visit his Alma Mater helps him in his
determination to "stick it out" through college. Then, too,
his presence adds dignity to the occasion. The exercises
this year promise to be more interesting than usual. Arrange-
ments have been made to have the Association meet in the
morning instead of at night when other things distract most
of the members. Rev. "Billy" Holmes is to make the address,
and all who know him expect a rare treat. Mr. Lambert
Neill of the Class of '06 will welcome the class of '07 to the
Association. There are rumors that "somebody" is going to
give the Association a banquet, and it is the most ardent desire
of the class of '07 that tins welcome address shall be delivered
before that event takes place.
The Choosing of a Life Work.
Quite a number of men besides those who graduate will
not return to college. Many of these have not decided, as
yet, on a specific career. All students and especially these
should carefully consider what lines of activity are most suit-
able and for which they are, or can be, best fitted. Before
a man can intelligently choose a career he must know some-
thing of his own limitations as well as his own aptitudes;
also, he must regard his inclinations and aspirations; while
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some men deliberately choose their life work, others either
drift into it or have it thrust upon them by compelling cir-
cumstances. You may frequently chance to meet a man
who is successful in a career other than his chosen one, but
he will confess that alt ho' his work is pleasant he would have
been more contented in his preferred vocation.
The most important aspect of life is Christian service.
For the man who takes life seriously his religious obligations
enter as mighty factors in deciding upon and dedicating
himself to a specific career. To such a one the lines of demar-
cation between the sacred and secular callings are almost
obliterated; a Christian's first business is the King's business,
and therefore every man should consider first whether he
ought to respond to some Christian calling — then what vocation
or occupation should he undertake, ever keeping in mind his
prime calling.
The claims of the ministry and its kindred callings require
the best any man has in him to do. There is ample scope in
it to exercise the tactfulness, common sense, the powers of
thought, the gifts of utterance and the energies of man's
trinity. Urgent is the need and loud the call for men — "Tall
men sun-crowned, who stand above the fog in public duty
and private thinking."
Those who are considering the question of their life work
will find in the May Inter-Collegian some strong articles on
this subject: "In Business Life," "The Opportunities of the
Modern Minister," "The Opportunities of the Physician,"
"The Legal Profesison," "The Secretaryship of the Y. M.
C. A.," "The Teaching Profession," "The Missionary's Op-
portunity." These articles are written by representative men
of various professions — especially for students.
It was our pleasure and profit to have a comprehensive
talk from Dr. Moore on what constitutes Christian character.
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Our professors are always ready to serve the Association. Prof.
Swartz also gave a valuable talk on interpretations of the Bible.
Attendance at the devotional meetings has been small,
as is usually the case towards the close of the session. We
hope this will not be so again. Next year, let each member
of the Association be actively engaged in enthusiastic service
and beget such interest as will wax so great that it cannot wane
much before commencement.
We look forward with great expectation to the accomplish-
ment of greater things next year than hitherto, and hope that
the large policy of the Association will be put in operation.
We believe that this Department in the Collegian will be
stronger and productive of good to the student body. The
Association gives its members opportunity that taxes head and
heart for rendering service to sin-burdened young men.
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